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.
Drahla, Angeltape
Their sophomore album sees the Leeds-based trio overcoming grief over instrumental flourishes that recall yesteryear while artfully resisting the lure of entering a time machine.
Chanel Beads, Your Day Will Come
Shane Lavers captures the awe and unease of humanity’s impermanence on his debut album of dissociative dream pop.
Couch Slut, You Could Do It Tonight
Leaning into their lyrical strength of expressing life as we know it as a visceral horror story, the sludge-rockers’ fourth album is equally notable for its unexpected instrumental flourishes.
Jeff Roedel
If only more of this genre-exercise of an album stood fast on the light, ethereal sound of its opener.
Given its title, intimacy is the intended promise from this unadorned eavesdropping on Jeff Buckley’s early development as a major-label star in the making.
“SVIIB” is no act of mourning.
Like an artist rising out of the limelight, Livingston’s backing arrangements are free from expectation or, frankly, standards of any kind.
The “Fargo” actor tells us about his directorial debut and the unmaking of an iconic record store.
Ilunga calls his genre noir wave, but no matter what landscape this blend of European and African influences crosses, Petite Noir is a new world of music worth exploring.
Is he sarcastic or actually seething with real, gulp, feelings?
OK, Potter knows who she isn’t, but does she know who she is?