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CD Reviews
Respectful yet decidedly unique, Aisles has found a way to honor and still retain their own voice.
Rob Smith reviews the new Shelby Lynne album, a slice of southern country/soul deserving of a large audience.
With an exceptional group of collaborators, Riki Michele brings the album of her solo career.
A record born of obligation turns into a career-defining effort.
The new CD from independent rock band And How should make any indie musician a little envious.
Hand Cannot Erase has chops to spare and grand ambitions, but what it has most is a soul.
The band invites you to a soiree in West Germany tonight at 1979.
Justification for the validity of the album format has arrived…from New Jersey.
With ”Then Came the Morning,” the Lone Bellow have successfully avoided the sophomore jinx, and it establishes them firmly at the top of the class of modern harmony-rich folk-rock acts.
What should be a victory lap gets slightly sidelined by being out of breath.
You should not have to wait a quarter century for one of the best albums of the year.
Aigner presents a sophisticated side of folk that traps you with her voice, but keeps you with her wordplay.
As I did with the recent re-issues of Big Star’s #1 Record and Radio City, I went into listening and watching Live In Memphis with open mind and fresh ears, especially since…
Songs you know by heart performed (often) in a brand new way.
IPO produces yet another intriguing, packed Various Artists collection, and yet the set causes the reviewer a case of “feels.”
After an 11-year hiatus, Enchant return with “The Great Divide”
The New Pornographers return with evidence of pop’s past glories in very modern settings.
Americana gets a great new voice in the debut record by Hook & Anchor
Oh, Heaven and Earth, what sleepy, emasculated fresh hell is this?
”No one plays Gershwin anymore,” laments Julian Velard in ”That Old Manhattan,” the penultimate and one of the standout tracks from his exceptional new album, If You Don’t Like It, You…
Fresh, bizarre, intricate, yet not afraid to be a little rude, Life In A Blender’s “We Already Have Birds That Sing” is a short, but punchy trip.
Can an album be reflective, thought-provoking, and kick your butt at the same time?
It’s not cartoon music. It’s not jazz music. It’s Charlie Brown music.