Music

There’s good reason that article after article describe Coheed and Cambria as “the emo Rush.” With 2003’s In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3, the New York quartet straddled two divergent demographics to strike gold, drawing big crowds at the Warped Tour and attracting increasing numbers of classic-rock fans to…

Soulive takes a broad range of influences, from Duke Ellington and Earth Wind & Fire to the Roots and Stevie Wonder, and blends them into a sound that is so thunderously intense live, it’s hard to believe there are only three players in the band. Keyboardist Neil Evans handles the…

When Fugazi’s VW Microbus crashed into Frank Zappa’s Mothership of Invention, the collision sounded a lot like Make Believe. Released last year, the quartet’s debut EP — building on impressive resumés from groundbreaking post-hardcore bands like Cap’n Jazz, Joan of Arc and Owls — only hinted at the act’s potential…

After U2, Ireland’s most beloved band could well be the Frames, a brooding bunch of Dubliners who specialize in overwrought, overly earnest, arena-sized indie pop that straddles the fence between poignant and monotonous. Far less popular stateside (though frontman Glen Hansard co-starred in Alan Parker’s soul-reviving romp, The Commitments, in…

“Super Bon Bon,” the stand-up bass-driven single from Soul Coughing’s Irresistible Bliss, was an anomaly on the modern-rock airwaves — even on playlists chock-full of one-hit-wonder anomalies. Bandleader Mike Doughty’s hardly melodic, spoken-sung, baritone-squatting-squarely-on-top-of-the-mix vocals resembles no other voice in recorded history. Ditching a project as original as the one…

Ben Gibbard, Death Cab for Cutie’s voice and resident wordsmith, is the best lyricist of the past decade — although the insufferable indie-rock glitterati might argue that the title belongs to Decemberists frontman Colin Meloy, who holds a degree in creative writing. While Meloy’s hyper-literate prose is certainly impressive, the…

If the thought of “piano rock” conjures images of Elton John in his duck suit or Jerry Lee Lewis pounding the ivories with his penny loafers, then you obviously haven’t heard the Dresden Dolls. The Boston-based piano/drums duo of Amanda Palmer and Brian Viglione whip up a stunningly potent racket,…

Finally, the mystery is solved. For the past month or so, fliers have been circulating around town carrying the cryptic message “Mod Is Dead.” Contrary to popular speculation, the slogan is not an unabashed shot at the now-defunct MOD Productions, the group helmed by Cory Morrison and Michael O’Donnell that…

Anthony Child made his first splash in the techno world as DJ Surgeon with the 1995 release of the Surgeon EP, which was quickly endorsed by techno tastemakers of the time and put Birmingham, England, on the electronic-music map. A decade later, Surgeon himself has become one of techno’s foremost…

They used to call us nü-metal,” System of a Down singer/guitarist Daron Malakian told the ecstatic crowd at his band’s April 27 Ogden Theatre gig. “Now they call us prog rock. I think they’ll call us anything that’s popular.” Then, after a pause and the subtlest of grins, he announced,…

I spent nearly three hours underneath the Colfax viaduct last weekend, sweating and pacing back and forth in the parking lot like a caged gorilla. As Lou Reed would say, I was waiting for the man. More than nine months had passed since I’d last tasted, and I’d been fiending…

“We are in great haste to construct a magnetic telegraph from Maine to Texas,” wrote celebrated technophobe Henry David Thoreau in 1845, “but Maine and Texas, it may be, have nothing important to communicate.” The poor guy would have dropped a load if he’d lived to see Myspace.com. Recently sold…

In a recent New York Times article that disputes the age-old link between creativity and depression, author Peter D. Kramer claims that it is “depression — and not resistance to it or recovery from it — that diminishes the self.” Devoted acolytes of Nine Inch Nails majordomo Trent Reznor would…

All hail Quincy Jones! Never has such cool walked the Earth than the man known as “Q.” And now we praise him even more as the producer of Thriller, so we can praise that great album without mentioning Michael Jackson. Certainly, you would think that with two child-molestation charges (and…

If one-tenth of the what-a-wingnut tales are true, Rivers Cuomo is guaranteed a conviction in the court of strange rock-star behavior. He has practiced so much self-imposed isolationism (including a well-publicized two-year diet of celibacy) that you could name a desert island after the guy. Witness his abandonment of rock…

The headline on the Franz Ferdinand feature in the July 30 NME reads: “Our New Album? It’s Like Nothing You’ve Ever Heard!” Well, no. In truth, Better sounds like plenty you’ve heard, either during the early ’80s or in the year-plus since Franz’s debut hit these shores. Strangely, though, familiarity…

Keeping up with Sinéad O’Connor’s existential contortions is a bit like chasing dandelion fuzz in a hurricane. Artistically, this latest proclamation of Rastafarianism at least does her a good musical turn, even if it contributes to her reputation as someone who picks religions by plucking “God loves me/God loves me…

A lo-fi hobbyist whose delicate, drowsy songs caught Sup Pop’s attention three years ago, Sam Beam, aka Iron and Wine, enlists Calexico’s core duo to revitalize seven home demos for a stopgap EP that plays to the strengths of everyone involved. And while each tune is available online in its…

Behold the latest entry in the “let’s-give-our-disc-a-name-that-makes-it-easy-for-critics-to-bash-us” sweepstakes: Searching for a Former Clarity. The third album by Against Me!, however, fails spectacularly to live down to its title. Even sharper and more focused than 2003’s As the Eternal Cowboy, these fourteen songs plumb the band’s seemingly bottomless well of passion,…

Multi-instrumentalists Flitz Alan (Shawn Palmer) and Micah A. Lundy make up this fun and unassuming duo that strums, stomps and harmonizes its way through a dozen upbeat variations of acoustic Americana. Along with bluegrass-inflected numbers about the joys of drinking corn and the burdens of conquering fear (“Honey,” “Chickens Will…

Dead Heaven Cowboys will either strike you as auspiciously prescient — shrewdly anticipating the resurgence of a dormant, bygone genre — or loathsomely nostalgic. But when you consider that vocalist Chris Chamberlayne once led the legendary sleaze merchants known as Dogs of Pleasure, his current band seems much more like…