For last week's print edition of the Voice, I wrote about the return of NYC's Girls Against Boys--at one time perhaps the "It"-iest of all the '90s alt-rock underground It-bands--who are back after more than a decade of self-imposed exile. GVSB will release their excellent new Ghost List EP on Sept ... More >>
A '90s underground It-Band makes peace
Nearly six years after their last album, 2007's Anonymous, Tomahawk return this week with fourth offering Oddfellows: more phantasmagoric rock to weird you out and rev you up all at once. Tomahawk's cast of music luminaries--singer Mike Patton (Faith No More, Mr. Bungle), guitarist Duane Denison (Th ... More >>
Hey: Albums! In case people still care about these things, here's a batch of potentially interesting releases arriving in the coming weeks and months:
A dracula is the image most frequently equated with Trouble and Bass founder and DJ Drop the Lime. "It's because I'm a night owl, always showing up everywhere," says Luca Veneziaand he's a New York night owl at that. Born and raised downtown to artist parents, Venezia has lived through three ... More >>
New York's clang-on-an-anything all-stars Skeleton Key have finally returned with their first new music in seven years. They spent the '90s as unlikely major-label signees and released the sawblade-bashing industrial quirk-pop masterpiece Obtanium in 2004. Their new independent hustle surrounding th ... More >>
Urban decay. Bathroom graffiti. Steam hissing violently from manholes. Designer fetish gear; black-lit dungeons and black vinyl pants; Saturday Night Live outré mascot Stefon. The music of Berlin duo Velvet Condoma fastidiously gesticulating grind of snapping synthesizer presets, gloomy guit ... More >>
Niles J. FullerScratch Acid in 1984. David Yowthe beer-swilling, crowd-surfing, lunging, occasionally dick-waving, shirtless, human sweat-mop frontman of post-punk iconoclasts the Jesus Lizard and Scratch Acidis quite the congenial dude, despite the juicy belches meted out in my ... More >>
Louis CaldarolaNoveller is the nom de musique of Sarah Lipstate, whose precise compositions build on a cathartic repetition of righteous riff aktion colored with gorgeous loopingfuckdoodlery and noise gush. Live, it's just Lipstate, all by her lonesome, just the way she likes it, slinging her ... More >>
Archers of Loaf Music Hall of Williamsburg Saturday, June 25 Better than: The banging club night going on next door at Public Assembly, where outside the line stretched around the corner and a guy had passed out on the sidewalk. Some might think it's a slight exaggeration to say that Archers of L ... More >>
Making Friendz (aka Tami Hart) plays Shea Stadium tonight.Northside Festival starts tonight! Finally, your very own chance to see the best emerging local bands taking over Brooklyn bars for four nights... or as we like to call it, "pretty much every weekend in New York ever." We here at Sound ... More >>
Mike WolfCome/Eleventh Dream Day The Bell House Saturday, April 16 Better than: Reliving the past. If you suffered through the '90s--for example, if you made it through the dark college-age angst you still associate with Joy Division only to find that getting older just made the hard questi ... More >>
The badass and the 30-year hallucination
You will have your type of nostalgia, and we will have ours: to us, the debut LP from Brooklyn trio Mr. Dream (out today, at last) feels like a dazed walk back through the last 25 years of Jesus Lizard, Big Black, and Nirvana records, all arch sarcasm, drawling melodies, a peculiarly grown-up ... More >>
A few weeks ago, James Murphy, reluctant voice to a generation of record-obsessed man-children, announced that LCD Soundsystem was going to call it quits, culminating in a fascinating pushing-and-shoving match for farewell concert tickets. Seriously, it was like Black Friday for doughy people ... More >>
Yes In My Backyard is a semiweekly column showcasing MP3s from new and emerging local talent. After years of destroying loft spaces and leaking rabies-frothed cassette tapes, Brooklyn noize-fuck headache-pounders (and recent Village Voice feature stars) White Suns have finally harnessed thei ... More >>
Monarch, doing their slow-shriek thing. Photos by Phil, more below, including one that's not particularly SFW.Monarch/Tinsel Teeth Cake Shop Friday, November 12 Better than: The usual noise-rock sausage-fest. So Friday night, French doom-metal quintet Monarch brought their first U.S. tour t ... More >>
Yes In My Backyard is a semiweekly column showcasing MP3s from new and emerging local talent. Hey, don't take our word for it. Here's Steve Albini singing the praises of New York indie-snarl trio Grandfather in GQ of all places: "There was a band that came into the studio a while back called ... More >>
Rhys Chatham collaborates with video artist Angie Eng
Yes In My Backyard is a semiweekly column showcasing MP3s from new and emerging local talent. Equal parts political and pornographic, New York spazzcore eye-gougers Gay for Johnny Depp have been slogging it out for the better part of a decade. While an underground cult sensation in their home ... More >>
Presenting your All Tomorrow's Parties NY House band. . . In the early 2000's, the shits 'n' giggles folks at snarkier-than-thou Chunklet Magazine plopped recording engineer god and Shellac guitarorrist Steve Albini on its cover, screaming: Is This Guy The Biggest Asshole In Rock? That infamous is ... More >>
Ludicra get all romantic on us
"You better buy a ticket and get your ass to Mars," advises the wise Johnny Loftus. He is, of course, speaking in reference to the latest installment of The Fader's "One Step Beyond" series, which takes place in the American Museum of Natural History's Rose Center for Earth and Space. There, you c ... More >>
Zun Zun Egui puts the heat on Brooklyn
Yes In My Backyard is a semiweekly column showcasing MP3s from new and emerging local talent. Stupid Party play 538 Johnson. Photo by Lauren Vandevier.Stupid Party are crusty, grungy masters of the bruising garage-pop that has been rocketing bands like Shellshag, Screaming Females, and Jeff ... More >>
Yes In My Backyard is a semiweekly column showcasing MP3s from new and emerging local talent. Prsms. Photo by Monica DreamerBrooklyn's Prsms are a full-barrel, closed-fist, no-holds-barred, pig-fucko assault on your senses. Songs are short, loud, ugly and poorly recorded, but played with fri ... More >>
Last year's Stupid Party in Crown Heights. All photos by Rebecca Smeyne.We're closing up shop early today, and getting a head start on the New Year by doing snow angels outside for a while. Last minute guidance on your own New Year's Eve plans can be found here and here. In the meantime, plea ... More >>
Those of you not cool enough to attend the last upstate New York All Tomorrow's Parties jam or that Vice Halloween party clusterfuck have thus probably been denied the violent, visceral, vitriolic pleasures of the Jesus Lizard reunion, and this is no way to be, going through life without David Yow ... More >>
all photos by Rebecca SmeyneDavid Yow, Halloween saviour Jesus Lizard Bad Brains Empty warehouse, North 10th Street Saturday, October 31 So you go to the much-ballyhooed Vice Halloween Party, the 15th anniversary bash in Williamsburg that the lifestyle brand reportedly dropped $250,000 to throw. Y ... More >>
Yes In My Backyard is a semiweekly column showcasing MP3s from new and emerging local talent. Local sludgemos Drunkdriver make bleak, desolate blasts of nu-pigfuck that hearken back to the days of Jesus Lizard. Needless to say, they are one of New York's best live acts, a barrel of knock-dow ... More >>
Psychedelic lineup ushers back ATP
In honor of next weekend's fete upstate, some wistful reminiscences and trash talk
Today's announcement that Chicago's Touch & Go Records is radically, traumatically downsizing has major implications for indie labels in general: Owner Corey Rusk's official statement, as reported in the Chicago Tribune, lists the labels for whom it will no longer be able to provide manufacturing ... More >>
A (slightly) kinder, gentler, less naked David Yow resurfaces
Someone should've kicked dance-punk DJ-producer-bandleader James Murphy's ass by now. No one can.
David Berman shambles again, as leaves fall on the Pavement
Juke Joints and Alpine Lodges
Everyone Knows This Is Nowhere
Your Choices Guide to Four Nights of CMJ Music
