B-Leaguers’ ‘Death of a Western Heart’ is crammed to the finish line with hooky punk-pop songs along the lines of the Buzzcocks, Undertones and Green Day.
To be played at “annoy the neighbors until they call the cops” volume, ‘Here Are The Sonics!!!’ contains the work of accidental geniuses.
More than a punk-rock memoir, Viv Albertine’s book tells the story of a woman who remained true to herself through many reinventions.
Any time Don Henley speaks, either to blast fans for using smartphones at concerts or to sue someone, I think about Mojo Nixon.
Split Red’s ‘Serious Heft’ is like Funkadelic or Black Flag with the hint of Latino spice.
Decades later, Wolfe has launched a rejuvenated line-up of the Furys.
Add a blues belter, and this little-heard early-1970s Stooges demo is reborn.
The project doesn’t just pay tribute to Jeffrey Lee Pierce so much as expand his legacy.
Far more interesting than punk, far more satirical than they ever were political, far more important than their relatively brief time on top would ever indicate, the Clash richly deserved just this kind of exploration.
After you’ve done this a while, you start to get very jaded about all the solicitations for coverage that come along with it.