A budget-priced EP that includes two enhanced video tracks recorded live in Chicago. You can play them in your computer and actually SEE the love.
Simple, sad, tear-jerkers with nods towards soul, country, pop and R+B, all sung with an end-of-the-bar growl and a weary tenacity.
Full of effortless pop smarts and early rock n roll style, casting his creative powers in a whole new light and elevating his craft. Think Buddy Holly in Nashville duds.
Makes touchstones out of Neil Young’s "Harvest" and the Stones’ "Dead Flowers" as easily as Tammy Wynette’s "Stand by Your Man," ranges freely from blistering rock to the lonesomeness of a weary troubadour.
Full of ambition and a palpable sense of renewed determination, Zoysia leaps from the speakers and takes you on that long, strange trip.
Bravely forges a blend of hopped-up bluegrass, jangly Camper Van Beethoven-ish grooves, Jeannie C. Riley style singing, and a barely contained enthusiasm for AM rock and new wave.
Using the songs of the late Doug Sahm—the Cosmic Cowboy--the Rockets raise their own bad-ass freak flag and kick out the grooves
On this album, TMP has distilled their attack down to the essentials: three parts liquid nitro, three parts stare-into-the-bottom-of-the-glass heartbreak, and four parts Let's Take It Outside, Short Pants.
Thirteen dusty gems flirting with the static-y ghosts of Motown, Tin Pan Alley, classic pop, and soul; dancing across the radio spectrum like a trail of mileposts in the rearview.
Their debut album harnessed the spirit and energy of their boisterous live shows and delivered a high speed tour through their unique brand of aggro-hillbilly boogie.
DEBUT CD. Some writer sent us this CD from Canada and said "You should put this out!" After listening to it about 8400 times in office (over a two day period), we agreed.
An exuberant, noisy, custom job of mutant string-band sensibilities tricked out with crafty original songwriting and delivered with a confident, sly, sexy grin.
It's an alluring concoction of gritty, rambunctious NYC garage rock and sexy southwestern stylings. Inspired, cross-cultural pollination that is both dead on sexy and full of punkish abandon.
A Celtic-infused brand of Leeds high lonesome soul from the suave and lady-killing accordionist of the Mekons.