• A field guide to Mexican bands: Caos del Té

    Caos del té (Baladistus Dronicus) What do you do after screaming your lungs out to discount bin microphones, recording yourself in the lowest of fidelities, and letting your ramblings loose via Myspace? Well, you fall back into the cozy darkness of a crowded tearoom, carefully tethering the ballad sensibilities of Patsy Cline with the cheese…

  • Review: Toby Hay – The Gathering

    We are standing on top of a dam. On one side, looking down a long valley, millions of gallons of water are plunging over the dam wall. It is a breathtaking sight on such a glorious bright March afternoon. On the other side lays a vast expanse of water that is still as a millpond,…

  • Review: The Life and Times – Doppelgängers EP

    It’s a low-lit bar. The band takes the scene, as the uninterested saps and boozehounds keep hammerin’ down national beer and watered-down bourbon. The three bearded gents tune the instruments, check the cabling, and do a mic check. Nobody cares. It’s a non-smoking dive bar which saw its best days in the seventies, peaking the…

  • Review: Grails – Chalice Hymnal

    There is an urban myth that did the rounds about a few years ago. It concerns the editor of the incredibly well informed and, some would say, most on the ball fanzine to be found among  the cast aside chip papers and club flyers on the pavements of Devonshire Green. The story goes that said…

  • The Making of Dinner Music – Studio Diaries #4

    -The Second Rehearsal- I had finally scored a bed. At this point I had shifted to the center room, and ended up managing to stake a claim to that room for a majority of the sessions. Joe was on the couch that morning. I tried not to wake him as I stumbled out of the…

  • Review: Pilosa – Such Animals

      Sheffield, what’s going on? Ten years ago, you could throw a can of lager into the air and once it came crashing down, ten indie bands with faint mascara and fake Grenoside accents would slurp the foam seeping into the pavement. Arctic Monkeys copycats are now an old memory, no longer a trend poisoning…

  • Making Dinner Music: Studio Diaries #3

    Chapter 3:  The First Rehearsal On the 3rd morning we all awoke very early. We had to drive Lauren to the train station so she could go back back home to KCMO. The Chicago train station wasn’t too far from out place, so we thought as an act of solidarity we’d all go and see…

  • Making Dinner Music: Studio Diaries #2

    Chapter 2: Darts and Tacos It hadn’t quite sunk in yet. I was sitting on the couch of our AirBnB with Joe, watching episode 1 of Vice Principals (during the sessions, this show and Stranger Things became our decompression shows after days in the studio). It didn’t quite feel real to me at this point.…

  • Making Dinner Music: Studio Diaries #1

    Chapter #1 – Re: Grouping *Author’s Note – The recording of this album took place during July 16th – 30th. As a result of that, my tense during these missives will be all over the place. Sorry. If you’ve ever been in a band or partaken in a creative endeavour (doesn’t have to be making…

  • Review: Shores – Shores

    Slocore. How do you define it? It has a sauntering beat. It smoulders through the veins. It sticks around like the smell of incense in a church after Palm Sunday. It works in crescendos that never quite explode. It stays around, haunting you, forever. Shores are great at Slocore. They are also great at Space Rock.…