Friday, March 12, 2010



A ska spin on the Paul Simon classic. Heat! The horns are awesome, as per uush.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Terrible Love





May 11 - High Violet. Cannot wait!

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

GUNS! RAZORS! KNIVES! WHOOOO!



May 17 will rule very, very hard, my friends.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Monday, February 22, 2010

Let's get this clear

I love Frightened Rabbit. I love everything there is to love about Frightened Rabbit. I love The Midnight Organ Fight, just the very fact that they are Scottish, their rockin' folk sound (no, they don't sound as lame as that description). The band friggin' rules, end of any story. As Kanye would say, 'they're amaaaazing' (not quite the Kanye quote you were expecting, haHA!) (that being said, there are never a shortage of Kanye quotables... but I digress)

Sometimes, when I'm having a bad day, I put a lil Frightened Rabbit in my hair. What do you think keeps it up, slick?

The Winter of Mixed Drinks comes out on the 1st of March and will be their second full length. Building on beautifully layered and carefully crafted songwriting, I can easily say this record in my opinion trumps The Midnight Organ Fight, but you can't say for sure until you hear it, so hear!

Here's some visual stimulash, friends.

the single off The Winter of Mixed Drinks, Nothing Like You

Minus the Bear drop 'Omni' May 4

aaaaand I'm already counting down the days til it releases. Groove to this while you count down on all your fingers, toes, and a buddy or two's set of digits how many days you have to wait for the best album of '10 (hasty hasty hasty!)


Thursday, January 21, 2010

The Kings

Atop an abandoned parking structure, littered with maybe three straggling cars - everyone had gone home and had better things to do. I was sitting shotgun in a tiny grey hatchback, with the green glow of the instrument panel reflecting off my girlfriend's eager face, desperate for me to 'get' their Aha Shake Heartbreak album like she did. I, on the other hand, wore something more of a grimace or cringe - what in the world was going on with his vocal chords? Did he gargle with razor blades, then glass over the irreparable damage? We didn't move from where we were parked deep into the latter half of the album, two kids with nothing better to do, spending their time the best way they possibly could. I could feel my stubborn self melt away.