Lou Rogai went back to the old tapes and found riffs he had written with Brian Craig on a practice recording from more than 30 years ago. The riffs were incomplete. Craig,
Lou Rogai went back to the old tapes and found riffs he had written with Brian Craig on a practice recording from more than 30 years ago. The riffs were incomplete. Craig,
Mik was on her back trying not to move. Sebastian Pielnik, the B camera operator, stood above her aiming for
New York runs on people it would rather not see. The ones who clean the buildings they will never afford
A faceless head, monochrome, with red handwritten script running across it: that is what Alberto Becherini handed back after If
Forked River is not a big place, but on most weekends there is a show, sometimes two. In one small
The record opens somewhere low. Alienation, disappointment, the kind of self-loathing that follows you around and keeps talking after you
For most of the spring, Tano!‘s fourth album existed as a stack of boxes hidden in a basement somewhere in
Brutal, filthy, lo-fi, scuzzy. Those are the first associations that come up when you press play on “Ashes of Excess“,
Ten dates, four bands, one of the busiest years Converge have had in a decade continues. The Massachusetts hardcore vets
There is a very specific kind of summer emo song that wants a hot room, or a solid car trip.
There is no clean new-era gloss around “Join Da Resistance“. Toxic Youth hit it like a band that still trust
The first sound on ‘Monolith‘ is a crash. ‘Lithobraking,’ the album’s instrumental opener, captures the exact second a ship punches through the atmosphere of a planet it was never meant to reach.
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King Sans’ debut opens in a dark room lit by a single
Narrow Arm start with a room. “Ticking Clock” comes from three players
Spend enough time in a magazine whose backbone runs through post-hardcore, hardcore and screamo, and it starts to look like that’s the only music we can talk about. It isn’t. Plenty of us still get excited about an Oasis reunion. Some of us still
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Working title was “Hate Is Not Enough.” That’s what Eternal Struggle had
Manfred Engelmayr was in Berlin in the early 2000s with no fixed