If you grew up on videogames, the frenetic multilayered synths will sound like the final moments of a big boss battle. If not, it sounds like a bunch of live Casio keyboards being sent down the garbage disposal. In a good way.
Black Lips :: Sing In A World That’s Falling Apart
The Black Lips are like looking outside the bar window and seeing country and punk having an argument then a fistfight.
The Just Joans :: The Private Memoirs And Confessions Of The Just Joans
The Just Joans are the sonic equivalent of tartan… between the girl group influences, the pitch-perfect pastoral pop, and a sense of humor as black and bitter as truck stop coffee, they could not be more Scottish.
Double Date with Death :: L’Au-Delà
Excellent garage psychedelia from Quebec that transcends any language barrier with its insistent guitars, lush textures, and thundering drums.
Juliana Hatfield :: Sings The Police
The source material is brilliant, but the interpretations are so uneven that it’s more like “Juliana Hatfield’s Wax Museum of Songs by The Police”.
Sean Henry :: A Jump from the High Dive
Another solo pop genius wunderkind, blasting it out of the water with a summery mix of rock and psychedelia.
Omni :: Networker
A strange confluence of influences, with a lot of dynamic arrangements and plenty of weird hooks that shouldn’t work but are lethally effective.
Schizophonics :: People In The Sky
Hot and bothered garage psychedelia, squeezing every last erg out of frantic guitars, galloping bass, pounding drums, and desperate vocals… not exactly ground-breaking, but certainly ass-shaking.