With 232 pages and an expanded 12″ by 12″ format, our biggest print issue yet celebrates the people, places, music, and art of our hometown, including cover features on David Lynch, Nipsey Hussle, Syd, and Phoebe Bridgers’ Saddest Factory Records, plus Brian Wilson, Cuco, Ty Segall, Lord Huron, Remi Wolf, The Doors, the art of RISK, Taz, Estevan Oriol, Kii Arens, and Edward Colver, and so much more.
Saint Etienne, The Night
Over 30 years after their debut, the Vaseline-lensed electro-pop trio still titillates without any consideration of boundaries as they continue their recent shift toward spectral-sounding gravitas.
Daft Punk, Discovery [Interstella 5555 Edition]
Reissued in honor of its complementary anime film’s 20th anniversary, the French house duo’s breakout LP feels like a time capsule for a brief period of pre-9/11 optimism.
The Coward Brothers, The Coward Brothers
Inspired by Christopher Guest’s recent radio play reviving Elvis Costello and T Bone Burnett’s 1985 fictional band, this playful debut album proves that this inside joke still has legs.
Jason P. Woodbury
There’s plenty of that same velvety lushness on his full-length solo debut, “AQUARIA,” but Boots is given more to menace than mystery on the album
On its own, “City Lake” is an enveloping listen.
The stand-up comedian (and the voice of Gene on Bob’s Burgers) tells us why his new box set is ninety-three discs shorter than he intended.
They’re as capable of drifting up into space as descending into the canyons, cosmic like a midnight drive.
Though Girl Band spends the rest of the album matching “Umbongo” in volume and intensity, it never quite manages to equal that perfectly queasy equilibrium—push and pull, tension and release—with the same mastery.
One of the minds behind Modern Seinfeld on what the deal is with making a fool of yourself on the Internet.
The lead up to Slayer’s eleventh album, “Repentless,” was as punishing as the thrash metal mainstay’s music.
“In my heart, there is blood. In my heart there is only blood,” Deaf Wish guitarist Sarah Hardiman intones at the beginning of “Dead Air,” the thrashing penultimate track of the band’s serviceable full-length Sub Pop debut, “Pain.”
We chat with the legendary director about the reissue of her three-part documentary series, “The Decline of Western Civilization.”
These days, Isbell sounds like a man determined not to lose the things he loves.
Meet the band deemed “too gay” for the outré ’70s.