Polyplastic “Next Slide” Not No Post punk meets Bryan Ferry, with a hint of Julian Cope, and produces beautiful music. This is the best way to describe this lovely yet hard-hitting duet. This is music by the bad boy romantic … Continue Reading
The Stevens “Pulling All The Facts Together” Good Coming from Melbourne (what is in the water there?), The Stevens formed in 2011 around guitarists Alex Macfarlane (Twerps, Tyrannamen) and New Zealand-born Travis MacDonald, and were soon joined by bassist Gus Lord … Continue Reading
Sleepy Sun “Seaquest” Private Tales While most psych pop can smother you, Sleepy Sun makes beautiful music that bathes you in its sound within overpowering. You are floating in the beauty of the guitars and synth while the beat moves … Continue Reading
The Big Drops “By The Water” Time, Color What a great sound. Imagine, if you will, if Julian Cope was a member of the Beatles during their Revolver stage. You would get The Big Drops. The way the music twists and … Continue Reading
Cairobi “Saint” Cairobi Cairobi are a British psych band that just love to play with your mind using beautiful swirling sounds, fantastic vocals (other-worldly, in fact), and a propelling beat. They have a Julian Cope/The Teardrop Explodes sound to them. … Continue Reading
Stray Echo “Pavement” Stray Echo, former front man of The Postelles, has released one of the more interesting singles of the summer. From the beginning groove and that guitar riff, you know you are in for something special. What a … Continue Reading
AMFMS “The Girl” Captives With a rakish frontman evocative of dead 70’s rock icons and taut live rhythm section, the Baltimore-DC area band AMFMS’ music straddles a fine line between lo-fi basement tapes and vintage 80’s college radio hooks; a strange place … Continue Reading
The Grand “I Don’t Want To Make You Happy I Want To Make You Cry” Incapacitated, Ill Fated, And In Love Welcome to The Grand, three guys from Wakefield, UK, who have this really unique, awesome sound. Some have compared … Continue Reading