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Body Count – Manslaughter (Album of the Month)

The heavy metal band fronted by Ice “motherfuckin” T is back on the rock scene and in a big “motherfuckin” way.   The lead off track, “Talk Shit, Get Shot” is as catchy as it is heavy, with Ice yelling about a “motherfucker (who) hadn’t got shot in a while,” for acting “hard motherfucker.” From there we learn to “Pray …

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Sleater-Kinney – No Cities to Love

Corin Balkovek, contributor When a band releases an album after a long hiatus, there are generally two (unfortunate) ways it can go: either they try to recreate their original sound and seem outdated, or they try to create something new and lose their identity. So when I heard that Sleater-Kinney (my all-time favorite band as a 90s suburban teen*) had …

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Father John Misty – I Love You Honeybear

Rosa Green, contributor “Oh honeybear, honeybear, honeybear / Mascara, blood, ash, and cum / On the Rorschach sheets where we make love.” So starts the new album from  Father John Misty, AKA J. Tillman, I Love You Honeybear. The lyrics unfold the more you listen, oscillating between profound  depth and shallow chit-chat. Seething with tumultuous relationships, some overflow with unconditional …

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Campfire Cassettes – GosLebrock

Samantha Gilweit, contributor What would you get if the Mountain Goats, Jonathan Richman, Elliot Smith and a dirty crack addicted clown all fucked? Quite possibly GosLebrock, the latest album from Campfire Cassettes. The Cassettes describe themselves as “a 4 piece indie folk band that plays quick quirky songs that will get stuck in your head.” The interplay between classic folk …

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Howlin’ Rain – Mansion Songs (ALBUM OF THE MONTH)

We last heard from Howlin’ Rain on 2012’s sprawling The Russian Wilds. It was an album written, arranged, and meticulously recorded over five years and executive-produced by industry icon Rick Rubin. While it lacked the copious amounts of cocaine and relationship turmoil, the record was equivalent to Fleetwood Mac’s Rumours in its scope and ambition. Most songs stretched over the …

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Ultimate Painting – Ultimate Painting

Samantha Gilweit, contributor Ultimate Painting’s self-titled, debut album is all meat and no bones. While some of the instrumentation is incredibly successful, with very lush guitars and harmonies, Ultimate Painting is an album that, like a lost orphan, doesn’t understand where it comes from. The album opens with a very Creedence Clearwater-ish “Oh, shit! I’m on an exciting road trip!” …

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Frazey Ford – Indian Ocean

Rosa Green, contributor Something about Frazey Ford’s voice is so sweet and sad. She has a beautiful, tipsy, throaty warble that catches the ear and pulls it in. Her new album, Indian Ocean, feels like warmth on a cold winter’s day. She chose the Hi Rhythm Section (staples of the Memphis soul scene) as her backup, and recorded the album …

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Cotillon – Cotillon

Sam Greenspan, contributor The wheel is most assuredly not reinvented on Cotillon’s self-titled record, but it’s certainly not damaged. Imagine if a slightly lower-fi version of The Thermals’ melodies and vocalization and Jack White’s off-kilter ambitions took a couple hits of opium before performing. The crazy thing is, sometimes it works. Occasionally falling prey to tired sound structure, but shooting …

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Young Ejecta – The Planet

Sam Greenspan, contributor If we lived in a perfect society, it would be the norm for heavily bearded men to shout freely and passionately about music like this. Quiet tremors evolve into great quakes in Brooklyn, NY-based Young Ejecta’s The Planet. The vocals and song construction evolve and transform from haunting to irresistibly danceable at a moment’s notice. I won’t …

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Ben’s 10 Volume LVII: The Dinosaurs of Rock

Lacking cultural significance or critical acclaim, many aging bands continue on past the prime of their careers. While some are sustained by older fans willing to purchase their sub-par new releases, others end up playing the county fair and casino circuit, their albums relegated to bargain bins. What exactly will it take before these aging rock veterans go the same …

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