Hearing ukulele versions of The Replacements has something of the same effect that Sun Kil Moon's album of Modest Mouse covers had: a strange, surreal disorient...
Tim McDonald writes the kind of songs that I could listen to day-in and day-out beneath smazy skies burnt by the smell of snow with a cup of tea whose bottom ha...
The first time I heard about Exitmusic, I instantly thought of Radiohead's delectably sad track meant to play over the credits of Romeo + Juliet in 1996. The fi...
Eddi Front buoys soft as feathers on smoke with a voice like a higher octave clarinet singed with 60s pop sweetness.
Shimmering as only late-night or clouded...
Autumn officially blew into Denver over the weekend, but save for the singe of color dotting the trees you wouldn't know it.
The sandals have not yet seen th...
Michael Andrews is perhaps best known for the stunning elegance of the Donnie Darko score: piqued with the haunting orchestral drama of an opera and yet accessi...
Blithe little Shirley Temples a stack of books, and a pillowed window seat would make the perfect companion to Minneapolis duo Bad Bad Hats.
A delightful ind...
Graham Nation is one third of Denver's deliciously raunchy DJ trio, Cobraconda, and cut my hair in a button-down, tie and vest the first time I met him. With a ...
Hip-hop has so many different striations and variations now--from the poetics of Saul Williams to the astute rhymes of CunninLynguists to more instrumental rend...
Childlike in its fancy and brimming with a soft pastel folk meets 60s pop, Lavender Diamond conjures gauzy dresses and youth with feathery vocals, plenty of rev...
How about a little wacko Jacko banging on your speakers this afternoon? No, that isn't a joke at Michael Jackson's late expense--I'm talking about the original:...
Hazy feedback humming in the background, a certain something to tune out, to ignore and recall unconsciously...this is the pointed fog that is Damn Robot!.
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