“After the mustached ones have claimed all the red man’s land and women, the Cult’s singer is left only to wail like a coyote, ‘Save what you learned/Suspicious soul to return!’ Wise words, He Who Rocks My Socks.”
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
mxdwn Moment: Extra Life - Dream Seeds
“...The stuff of ‘never tell a soul’ secrets, occult rites in the New England woods and sepia-toned little girls in Victorian babydoll dresses. You know, basically all the creepy shorthand imagery custom-built to scare the hell out of us.”
Friday, April 13, 2012
mxdwn Moment: Electric Flower Group - The EPs
“...With the flip of a switch, Electric completes the unlikely circuit between Type O Negative’s musky baroque and The Strokes’ punkish balladeering—all while compacting The Green Mile into Nightmare On Elm Street. If this sounds odd and enchanting, mission accomplished.”
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
mxdwn Moment: The Unthanks - Diversions, Vol. 1
“When songs like ‘Bird Gerhl’ and ‘Spiralling’ by epicene shy guy Antony Hegarty are so straightforwardly covered—right down to their torch song slowness and every eerie nuance—you’re left puzzled and lamenting, ‘I liked this better… when it was called Antony and the Johnsons.’”
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Drawing Inspiration: Jean-Michel Basquiat [ρ]
～PROFILE～[Drawing Inspiration is a portrait-and-profile feature highlighting the outstanding figures of the art world—and!—my monthly contribution to the art and design blog, Illustration Pages.]
Friday, February 24, 2012
mxdwn Moment: Howlin Rain - The Russian Wilds
“Loaded with tiny details, unexpected turns and surging solos, it’s an album that deserves many listens to fully take in—a boozy, richly-adorned Fabergé egg of manly guitars and red-in-the-face bravado. It’s brash and sweaty music for sure, but nuanced and carefully put together all the same.”
Sunday, February 19, 2012
mxdwn Moment: POLIÇA - Give You The Ghost
“The sad truth is despite POLIÇA’s highly polished and often riveting sound, their spell is routinely broken by the vocalist’s inscrutably inarticulate performance. Making matters worse, her vocals are often caked with thick layers of delay. What was intended to heighten the cosmic sex appeal only deepens the locutional nightmare.”
