Veda’s hometown of Kansas City was immediately sold on its early sound — a soaring, loose, emo-operatic, naked-soul-baring tidal wave fit for washing over today’s tragic versions of when Andrew McCarthy met Molly Ringwald. Most endearing of all was Kristen May’s trained voice, applied with tearful precision to the drifting,…
What Death Cab for Cutie does best on its major-label debut, Plans, is capture flashbulb moments of melancholy — the dissolution of a summer romance, growing apart from a lover, being dumped by an egotistical jerk — and analyze them with astounding honesty. Take the tear-inducing “What Sarah Said.” Solitary…
These Scots seem destined to be the U.K.’s odd men out, a fate that’s tragic but fitting. Unlike conquering heroes Coldplay, this quintet wears a disgruntled sense of defeat even in its most defiant moments, such as on 2000’s melodic, punkish 100 Broken Windows. Since Windows’ failure to break the…
If hip-hop is dead, somebody forgot to tell Little Brother. The North Carolina-based affiliates of the Justus League crew have gone from regional up-and-comers to nationally recognized stars, aided by the well-deserved critical acclaim for their ABB Records debut, The Listening, and producer 9th Wonder’s work on Jay-Z’s Black Album…
Besides the White Stripes, the Volebeats might be the best band the Motor City has to offer. Like the Jayhawks drenched in reverb, they make classic folk-rock that’s part Everly Brothers harmonies and part Byrdsian 12-string jangle. Firm believers in quality over quantity, the Volebeats have released only six proper…
Who needs freakin’ DJs anyway? Unless they’re scratching, beat juggling, or throwing down mash-ups, they’re just playing songs — you know what you wanna listen to better than they do, right? If you think so, and you’re bourgeois enough to own an iPod, bring it down to AZ 88 on…
1. Mt. Eerie, No Flashlight vinyl with CD (P.W. Elverum and Sun, Ltd.) 2. Sufjan Stevens, Illinois (Asthmatic Kitty) 3. New Pornographers, Twin Cinema (Matador) 4. Fruit Bats, Spelled in Bones (Sub Pop) 5. Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah (self-released) 6. Holopaw, Quit +/Or Fight…
Bands: Chicago/Earth, Wind & Fire Date: Saturday, August 27 Venue: Cricket Pavilion Ticket Price: $20-$65 Selling Point: These horn toads are survivors. Chicago survived the exodus of Peter Cetera, the fall of jazz rock and many insipid David Foster ballads. EW&F survived guest appearances on Phil Collins albums and that…
Musically, the ’90s boil down to this: In January 1992, Nirvana knocked Michael Jackson out of the No. 1 position on Billboard’s album chart. And for the next eight years, alternative was the word, and the airwaves were unusually diverse. Taken one tune at a time, the just-released Whatever: The…
You just can’t hate Chris Martin. Oh, you can find him overrated and his tunes sappy, but aside from the occasional run-in with a photographer, Martin is that rare gentleman rock star with a modest mouth. He married a glamorous Oscar winner, he named his kid Apple, and yet the…
It took Dave Insley only about four decades to realize his real life story would make a great country album. “You know, it’s the craziest thing,” Insley says, taking a cigarette break outside Tempe’s Yucca Tap Room after wrapping up the last set of the night with his topnotch honky-tonk…
This week The Thrifty Ear celebrates the individual, probably because he can’t find a comrade who’ll sit and listen to this music without killing him. Kylie Minogue Ultimate Kylie Source: eBay Price: $4.99 + $3.50 S&H Ultimate Guilty Pleasure is more like it, purchased in its Japanese digipack form to…
If you believe what he said on 60 Minutes not long ago, even Bob Dylan is in awe of the staggering leaps he took when he made a mountain of art from the molehill folk scene he transcended in the early ’60s. This change wasn’t a simple organic process of…
With a Hammer of the Gods voice and enough street cred to be the ghetto president, Slim Thug is the latest import from the scorching Houston underground. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that his major-label debut, the optimistically titled Already Platinum, is a collaborative effort with reigning pop kings the…
Everyone goes through a phase where they wish they’d lived in the ’60s. You know, the world roils outside, but in the bedroom, the record player is turned up to the latest thing — musical bliss. Well, guess what? We’ve got soldiers slogging through a dead-end war, and now we’ve…
The Glass Heroes proudly proclaim their allegiance to “unadulterated and undiluted punk,” and listening to their self-titled Malt Soda debut, it takes no guesswork to trace their influences straight back to the late ’70s. For one thing, they’ve completely nailed covers of two of the best songs from that era…
When music fans utter the phrase “gay metalhead,” it’s usually in derision of some aging, teased-hair ’80s throwback. But with Ben Aqua, the 23-year-old Austin, Texas, headbanger behind the one-man thrash/noise/metal act Assacre, it’s the literal truth. For most of the past two years, the openly homosexual guitarist has spewed…
In Memoriam: Destiny’s Child (1990-2005) The multi-platinum pop-R&B trio Destiny’s Child died of an unspecified illness at GM Place in Vancouver, Canada, on Saturday, September 10, 2005, following a long farewell tour. Friends, family, and several thousand fans were on hand to say their final goodbyes to the trio, which…
C’mon, A.J., pick up the damn phone, Nick thought to himself. “Hello?” “A.J., it’s Nick, what’s up?” “Hey, Nick, how’s it goin’? Wait a sec, lemme mute the TV . . .” “Whatcha watchin’?” “Oh, just this thing on the History Channel about Hitler invading Russia and how he fucked…
It’s been a long fucking summer, and the end’s still not in sight, so when you need a break from the pummeling sunshine and simmering concrete, check out Aqwela Entertainment’s Summer Oasis at Earl’s Tin Palace (15784 North Pima Road in Scottsdale) on Monday nights. DJ Tranzl8r spins all styles…
Jimmie Dale Gilmore’s ethereal, Willie-esque timbre has never sounded so down-to-earth as it does on Come On Back. No doubt, a major explanation for this strong vocal presence lies with the fact that the album is a tribute to the favorite tunes of Gilmore’s recently deceased father — it’s probably…
Guitar heroes with taste always seem to live in the margins, and Duke Robillard is no exception. The founder of Roomful of Blues has a tuneful, supple way with rockabilly, jazz and soul-inflected blues that should appeal to anyone with an ear for lyrical leads and painterly chords and riffs…
