The punk drummer, truck driver, deep-voiced experimental country crooner Daughn Gibson rolled through Brooklyn recently, playing an enigmatic set with a backing band at Glasslands. I saw him once before at Knitting Factory during CMJ last year, when he was just with his drum machines, samplers, and librarian-esque keyboard player. This time around he was
After a brief hiatus, we’re back with a new Mixtape featuring coverage from BestNewBands.com’s music savvy writers, plus some new tracks from new bands that are fresh out the oven. Katrina was at Los Angeles’ The Echoplex for Cotillon’s last residency night, and witnessed their “straightforward, heartfelt performance.” Brigit covered Seattle’s Bumbershoot Festival, and highlights included The
Old Monk is one of the first bands that I became aware of because of a post on BestNewBands.com, back in 2011 when our past writer Jesse wrote his review on the band, colloquially complimenting the band on their outstanding musicianship and instinctual genre-bending. Just from this description I felt that this was something I could
Brooklyn’s 285 Kent is, at this point, pretty notorious for having raucous, all ages shows. This one was certainly no different. After having some sour sound issues with the opening band, we got to the meat of the night (hehe) with Chain and the Gang and Hunx and His Punx. Ooo-wee did it get steamy
It was a good heavy blues and psych week, between copious amounts of festival coverage and new releases, as well as some new weird experimental sounds in the indie underground. Our Evan Clark spent several days at Lollapalooza last week, and witnessed Reignwolf’s set, whom he describes as a “one man blues wrecking crew” (shown
Inspired by The Mercury Prize and The Polaris Prize, the folks that run Record Store Day every April are now bringing you the Adapter Prize. In another effort to maintain the educational and community aspect of the physical record store, the Adapter Prize is a four category award decided by participating record stores around the country,
The Carolinas breed some out there shit, man. Asheville, NC native Jackson Scott is one of them. His bio is full of high-brow jargon, which I’m sure he didn’t write himself, but after absorbing a few songs the connection begins to emerge. With his first musical memory being that of hearing Nirvana at four years
Barbarossa’s got some flavor. And yes, a red beard. This particular beard is the musical moniker of Londoner James Mathé, who released an acoustic debut back in 2008, toured as part of the live band with Jose Gonzalez (who he sounds strikingly similar to vocally), and is now releasing his second full length, Bloodlines. On
There was a good deal of diversity in the music we covered this past week, from both brand new artists and artists we were checking back with. Over on the west coast in Los Angeles, Katrina experienced the “bone-chilling, gothic-tinged electronic music” of Soft Metals. In NYC, I rocked out to Skaters (shown above), Drowners,
Mood Rings is the kind of band that I have so many questions for, but it’s hard to even figure out how to express all of them. They actually do a much better job of expressing ideas through their ethereal tones and blurred lyrics. Their show at Cameo clouded my head even more, but here William