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.




Photo by Michael Muller. Image design by Gene Bresler at Catch Light Digital. Cobver design by Jerome Curchod.
Phoebe Bridgers makeup: Jenna Nelson (using Smashbox Cosmetics)
Phoebe Bridgers hair: Lauren Palmer-Smith
MUNA hair/makeup: Caitlin Wronski
The Los Angeles Issue

Glare, Sunset Funeral
Transfixing from start to finish, the South Texas shoegazers’ debut is a dynamic, undulating audio portrait of the ups and downs of existence.

Perfume Genius, Glory
Backed by the incredible team he’s assembled over the years, Mike Hadreas’ seventh release is a folk album that remains as slippery, electrifying, and brilliantly unknowable as its lead single.

Gloin, All of your anger is actually shame (and I bet that makes you angry)
On their second album, the Toronto band taps into the fury of their post-punk forebears with a polished set of psychological insights that feel angry in all the right ways.
Jon Pruett

2014. Thurston Moore, “The Best Day”
You don’t need to hear this record for more than four seconds before you realize who is wielding that guitar like a piece of errant shrapnel.

2014. Foxygen, “…And Star Power” album art.
What makes Foxygen’s third album so fascinating is how close they are to falling apart sonically, as if the more delicate songs were one beat away from collapsing into a pile of drumsticks and glitter.

Get Yer Body is originally from 2003, and it’s a sandblasted spin on garage rock with nearly every song clocking in under two minutes.

2014. Adult Jazz, “Gist Is” album art.
The debut songs from this new Leeds-based quartet hover between chin-stroking artfulness and joyful minimalism.

2014. Spider Bags, “Frozen Letter” album art.
Their world is one of blazing ’60s frat-rock with twisted, fuzz-laced psychedelic outros.

This reckless, wayward pop song, with its bright organ flourish (from Martin Phillipps of The Chills), and its dashed-off immediacy still sounds shockingly out-of-time.