Reviews of Music, Movies, Anime & More

Indeed, you really can lose yourself in this.

It’s not rocket science, it’s not going to change the world, but as music-as-pleasant-diversions go, El Dorado is a damn good one.

This release finds the band delving more into the atmosphere that, until now, has always been that hazy film giving their music it’s surreal touch.

Production here is lush and layered and surprisingly keyboard-focused.

The Last Broadcast simply takes Doves’ music to the next level.

As poised and fully realized a debut as you’re ever likely to come across.

Do Make Say Think’s music feels incredibly repetitive, but closer listening reveals a complex and fascinating palette.

Thomas is the kind of performer that could sing gibberish and make it sound good.

Beneath the unaccustomed level of noise, Jurado remains as incisive a writer as ever, and has never sounded better vocally.

With the religion in, an Edwards record is the audio equivalent of reading Flannery O’Connor or William Faulkner.

A little slice of Americana right there in your stereo, albeit one that’s dimly lit and sorrowful.

A concept album that reveals the lives of the supposedly righteous for the moral travesties they really are.

It’s an intense experience, and not one you’ll soon forget.

The album’s at its best when the music is more atmospheric and cinematic.

Like a set of old, grainy family photographs you stumble across, not so much comforting as haunting.

90% of this comp is filled with beautiful, lo-fi treasures.

Criticizing John Ringhofer for making strange music is pointless because it’s obvious he has no intent to do otherwise.

Oar is a spectacular achievement of truth and beauty, an example of raw emotion reduced to its purest form.

Mark Protus goes from hard rock to country without flinching.