Each of Danava's songs is a rollicking, rippin' power track with extra psychedelic embellishments. The band works with a consistent feeling and within the confines of a bygone genre, but seeing them live puts to rest doubts that it’s all pretense-laden artifice.
Since hearing garage-punk outfit BRONCHO’s fiery, feisty debut “Can’t Get Past the Lips,” and realizing the now rock trio were more than just some undistinguished Midwestern band, we’ve been anticipating their second spin.
We first met Roz and the Rice Cakes back in early April at this totally awesome, scuzzy loft show in Boston where the Providence-based three piece laid down an electric set of mesmerizing and uncategorizable compositions, and instantly made us faun over their energetic new album, Need to Feed.
Guantanamo Baywatch has perfected new-age basement rock, a caliber last heard in 70's rockabilly. From the depths of their jam-space basement, guitarist Jason Powell, bassist Chevelle Wiseman and drummer Chris Michael breed a punky surf rock sound both familiar and well set apart from early surf sounds of the 50's.
The last time we saw Gymshorts, they accomplished more in their short 30-minute set than some bands of similar raging noise-punk nature will manage only after playing with each other for years. Tearing through “Herman Melville” and other tracks from their purposefully, defiantly, invitingly imperfect recent release, No Backsies, their chemistry exploded.
The ladies of Vulture Vintage made their way to Moon Block Party’s annual music festival Desert Daze this past weekend to catch a slew of bands, sling some vintage merch and snap some photos of the weekend’s festivities.