They say all of us are in the gutter, but only some of us are looking at the stars. Well, when these fortunate few look up, they probably see Boss Hog. On Boss Hog’s DGC debut, Cristina Martinez, Jonathan Spencer, Jens Jurgensen and Hollis Queens confirm what the punk rock faithful have always known: the more noise you make, the quicker you get what you want.
the lighted houses spell a word I could have learned to pronounce: another synonym for doubt. leanne read it from the sky. you’ll never drag it out of her: she only told me once or twice. she keeps her secrets (at least she tries). she keeps it written on the inside. i never…i should have…now it’s too late
Beck is the wild moth setting upon a sun of ice. His is the grace of resonant tin. This track is a new whispered pass-it-on from his next blow-out entitled The Human Beatbox Meets The Chewing-Cud Cow. Rock on. you fluffy sluts. – Thurston Moore
Three guys from Chicago bring you “scrappy, unpretentious pop rock powered by ragged-edged vocals and hooky stratocaster riffs…” (Chicago Tribune). Produced by Brad Wood (Veruca Salt, Liz Phair). their DGC Debut is “refreshingly angst-free” (Rolling Stone)
From the onset, singer/songwriter Maria McKee’s third solo album, Life Is Sweet, was hailed as “…intriguing…unconventional…engrossing and unlike any of her previous work…a distinct musicl purity…” (CD Review). For the first time, McKee takes on the lead guitar role indulging fans with a “drop-dead gorgeous collision of noise, poise and an angelic voice” (New Musical Express).
Dear You, the Geffen debut from San Francisco’s indie pioneers, reads like a collection of three a.m. letters revealing tales about love, anger and revenge. It’s a captivating half-dreamed landscape of agonies, ironies and ecstasies encased in melodic, mega guitar punk songs.
Joyously innovative, intricately-crafted, witty pop in the tradition of some of the genre’s finest songsters. Alternative Press calls them “one of the best English bands to come out of America” Bang, The Earth Is Round is their major-label debut.
Southern Culture On The Skids
Whewee! It’s a greased-up, swamp-stomping, butt-wagging, soul-simmering stew of blues, rock, surf, twang and barnyard rap that’s more fun than wrestling a bear. The major-label debut from this North Carolina trailer park trio makes a bold skit mark on the shorts of pop culture.
On their fourth album, Amazing Disgrace, The Posies take their “clashy crystals of electroguitar peotry, and passionate bomb-bursting swells of heartbeating song” (Alternative Press) to a whole new level.
Their self-titled debut album is a dreamy, atmospheric, tonal and atonal collage awash in shimmery guitar and lush harmony. It’s something of a beautiful sonic squall with all the members haring and trading musical responsibilities.
Critics have compared him to everone from Siouxsie Sioux to David Bowie to James Brown to Iggy Pop. But that’s only because it’s easier than trying to describe the wildly diverging rhythms and sexually charged energy of his highly rewarding Geffen debut.
Rolling Stone has called Aimee Mann “one of out premier songwriters.” On her acclaimed second solo album, the former ‘Till Tuesday lead singer mixes stipped-down melodies and indie rock power with lyrics of bittersweet intimacy
Quickly replacing pork rinds as America’s favorite snack, Hog serve up a sizzling platter of the tastiest three-chord rock ever to grease your oversaturated brain. Their debut album Nothing Sacred features thirteen violently happy, loud, obnoxious songs guranteed to make you squeal. Pork out!
Critics are calling Lay It Down their best record since The Trinity Session’s languidly seductive grooves launched them from the obscurity of their garage in Canada. Margo Timmins’ vocals are “remarkable..ethereal and cool” (Rolling Stone) and Michael Timmins shows himself to be a “formidable musical poet” (The New Yorker).
“The tinfoil supernova on top of the Sonic Youth tree is Washing Machine. Sonic Youth’s track record over the last dozen years qualifies them for the greatest rock and roll band in the world…” (Village Voice). Rock and roll is dead and SY stand in the sun-salute pose transcendent and free. Future documents will be action, thought and true love. Washing machines are guitars and light becomes sound. CDs will be sold as donuts. And pigs shall know beauty. – Thurston Moore