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Written by Hunter
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Monday, 25 February 2008 |
I must say I'm pleasantly surprised. Radiohead have developed a stigma in the world of indie rock. Many believe that their reputation has long ago outgrown their music but having listened to In Rainbows, I can absolutely say that they are still a band in the top of their form. Having constantly evolved, it's hard to place a finger on any one album in comparison to another. Hordes of their fan base will pledge their allegiance to OK Computer while the other spectrum can't listen to anything but Kid A. I find it fascinating that they've covered so much musical territory and continue to broaden their horizon, not sticking to one successful formula and wringing it bone dry like, say, AC/DC have done.
Pick it up, don't just download this piece of music. MP3 compression just can't do the richly textured tracks justice. It's a tough nut to crack because it's so incredibly mellow and some might find themselves longing for something a little louder and earlier in their catalogue at first but to my delight, I've found myself separate from any speakers and craving songs like "Reckoner" and the hauntingly beautiful "Nude" to the point of wanting to grab my headphones and run for a bathroom break to get my musical fix. When songs can plant a seed that potent in your memory, it's hard to deny the joy of escaping to them.
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Written by Minor Rock Star
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Monday, 18 February 2008 |
Dylan assumed the space at the front of the Dragon's Keep with a quiet but confident demeanor. He rang the bell hanging from the headstock of his ancient and beaten guitar, calling attention to the presentation we had in store. Anna Vogelzang called an "A-huh-heh-hem" and captured the moment. Dylan spelled out his full name, (which I misunderstood,) and assured us that he and Anna would make up the Tiger Saw lineup for the evening.
He began with a stomp of his black shoe and a strum of the guitar, Anna's harmonies meshing with the first melody of the night. He held his head high, and marched through the song with steady resolve while she held a coffee cup in two hands and climbed vocal steps to meet the song's wistfully beautiful mood.
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Written by Hunter
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Thursday, 07 February 2008 |
The Acorn
Glory Hope Mountain
For the past three weeks I've been afloat. Beguiled by a certain piece of music that cannot be ignored. It's hard to imagine, the pains of creating a piece of music that pulses with soul, enchantment and life without coming off as too indulgent. I don't sense those stresses in The Acorn's first full length album "Glory Hope Mountain". Rather, I envision the band members with closed, searching eyes and a slight grin as they let their music search them out and flow through their fingers in sweet, earthy acoustic rhythms. This Canadian indie folk group has perhaps succeeded in this album so overwhelmingly simply because they were in love with the concept and search for their subject's story. A focus that's hard to achieve, but can most definitely be found with inner peace and acceptance. Glory Hope Mountain is a concept album, telling the story of band member Rolf Klausener's Honduras-born mother, Gloria Esperanza Montoya (the title being a rough translation of her name).
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Written by Hunter
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Monday, 21 January 2008 |
As a personal introduction, this was the very first concert review I've officially written and it was done with a fiery passion within two hours of the show ending so pardon the traces of excitable fanboy evident throughout, it's all pretty priceless ;)
-Hunter
Let
me start by saying Black Rebel Motorcycle Club is one of the most
underrated bands in all the music industry. I've been following them
ever since their album Howl, which was totally different from their
first 2 albums, one of which actually earned an explicit content
rating. It's a brilliant mix of folk, blues, country and even gospel.
It was their way of paying tribute to American roots music and I can't
get enough of it.
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Monday, 21 January 2008 |
Another rainy Portland night. I had heard
Parenthetical Girls off the social music network last.fm and fell in
love upon first listen. I was delighted to see that they were playing
the following week at a little dig called The Artistery for only $6. I
didn't figure there'd be much of a turnout, especially with the rainy
mist drenching the city but sure enough as I approached the door, other
gloomy figures followed from around every corner. Little did I know
they were all coming for a completely different band. Regardless, I was
there to see Parenthetical Girls and delighted at that; this was the
first show I had been to in nearly 6 months......very unhealthy.
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