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Matt Sharp and The Rentals have always attracted a stellar cast of musicians to help them assemble their popsong symphonies.
Billy Martin’s drumming makes me think of oxymorons like “precisely sloppy” and “intensely casual” and “red hot chill out”.
Soul jazz ensemble The Greyboy Allstars have been around so long they have grown into their name.
The world of Khruangbin is made up of velvet sunsets, shimmering dunes, and cool river rocks. There’s also a guitar, some drums, and a bass. And lately, vocals.
Part of what will be known as the Great Australian Psychedelic Expansion, Bananagun is more incense and lava lamps than strobes and smoke machines.
Jade Hairpins don’t care about your repetitive song structures, man. That’s not how you cram five albums’ worth of material into less than forty minutes.
Following a proud tradition of weird Australian pop, The Stroppies give us the sort of incisive harmonic jangle the world needs right now.
There is no shortage of consuming urgency to the sound of this UK trio called simply Shopping.
Coriky is three musicians crumpling up their resumes, throwing them to the floor, and showing you exactly what they can do.