Fletcher Tucker :: Kin

Fletcher Tucker has been enmeshed with the landscape of Big Sur for most of his life, first as a visitor in his youth, and, for the last 15 or so years as an inhabitant of the land. But his sense of deep-seeded wonder for the place remains undiminished, and it's glowingly evident on his latest recording, Kin, featuring seven songs that expand and contract with animistic intent . . .

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Lucrecia Dalt :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

Lucrecia Dalt has spent the better part of the last decade crafting some of the most quietly ecstatic sounds in experimental music. The new album by the Colombian-born, Berlin-spun, US-based artist finds her the most content with her own creative process, weaving together the intimate and the vast, the conceptual and the personal, the intellectual and the sensual, with imperative freedom. Recorded in the high desert of New Mexico, A Danger to Ourselves breathes with the expansiveness of the surrounding landscape and her own avant-garde influences while remaining tethered to pop song forms and to the . . .

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Steve Gunn :: Nearly There

Right on the heels of his gorgeous instrumental outing Music for Writers, Steve Gunn returns to his songwriting realm with Daylight, Daylight, a new album out November 7 on No Quarter. Enlisting longtime confidante James Elkington as producer and primary collaborator, Gunn sent demos of the album’s seven songs to his co-conspirator, giving him carte blanche to adorn them with string and woodwind arrangements, later brought to life by Macie Stewart (violins and viola), Ben Whiteley (cello), Nick Macri (upright bass), and Hunter Diamond (woodwinds). What results is an absolute masterwork, one of the finest additions to Gunn . . .

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Dollar Diamonds :: Volume One

For one reason or another, Jerry David DeCicca has been on his knees since he was born. Crawling, praying, begging, looking for cheap records. He lost the best years of his life lurking and sort-of working in record stores. The alphabetized bins were filled with genred gems decorated in dollar signs that exceeded his hourly wage. So, it was the Dollar Bins, usually on the floor covered in dust mites (or worse), where he found classics on the cheap. And he still does! Times have changed, but there's a lot of great records out there that can still . . .

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Herbal Tea :: Hear as the Mirror Echoes

Herbal Tea’s Helena Walker bills herself as a folk artist, but her latest album hews closer to the slowcore 1990s dreamscapes of artists like Mazzy Star, Mojave 3 and Cocteau Twins. The artist, out of Bristol, UK, builds shimmering mirages of sound out of altered guitar, piano, synths and the kind of edgeless, weightless soprano that wafts through ambient visions of heaven.  

Walker worked mostly alone, late at night to create these songs, turning to long-time friend Henry C . . .

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The Aquarium Drunkard Show: SIRIUS/XMU (7pm PDT, Channel 35)

Via satellite, transmitting from northeast Los Angeles — the Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. 7pm California time, Wednesdays. No static at all.

34.1090° N, 118.2334° W . . .

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Mark Hollis :: Mark Hollis

The quietly revolutionary Talk Talk singer made one final album before calling it quits: his self-titled solo album debut, from 1998. While often overshadowed by the majestic experimentation of his former project’s late work, Mark Hollis harbors its own secrets and surprises, while building upon the work those albums began. As a final testament, it’s a fitting paradox, full of roaring silences and whispering explosions, a collection of whisper-thin abstractions that have been annealed into something durable and concrete . . .

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Neil Young & The Chrome Hearts :: Denver 2025

We wrapped up the first season of our All One Song podcast last week, bringing to an end a summer’s worth of heady conversations with some great musicians and writers about their favorite Neil Young tunes (and much more). And in a pleasing bit of synchronicity, Neil himself showed up in Denver a few days later to play his first show in Colorado in almost a decade—and we were there to witness it . . .

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Transmissions :: Bret McKenzie (Flight of the Conchords)

Welcome to season 11 of Transmissions. This week: New Zealand songwriter, actor, and composer Bret McKenzie. You may know him as one half of the indie pop/comedy duo Flight of the Conchords, but he's back with a new solo album of '70s inspired pop, Freak Out City. He joins us to discuss, divulge about his reggae past, and share a story about one of Ian McKellen's worst acting days . . .

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Anastasia Coope :: Pink Lady Opera

Over a loosely persistent drumbeat, thumping strings, and bright fantasia synths, Anastasia Coope chants of falling castles and coveted truths on “Pink Lady Opera,” the first song shared from her forthcoming DOT ep, out this Halloween, and her first new piece of music since her excellent 2024 debut, Darning Woman . . .

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Go Kurosawa :: Soft Shakes

The post-Kikagaku Moyo universe expands with the release of soft shakes, the solo debut from Go Kurosawa, the disbanded Japanese quintet’s drummer and vocalist. The second solo release from a member of the now defunct band, following Tomo Katsurada’s Dream of the Egg EP last year, soft shakes finds Kurosawa, who is also a co-founder of the excellent Guruguru Brain label, remaining largely true to his former outfit’s sound while also injecting his own sandcastle style of playful eclecticism . . .

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Turn My Head Into Sound: A History of Kevin Shields and My Bloody Valentine

While there is no shortage of online scholarship about My Bloody Valentine, Turn My Head Into Sound is the first published biography of the group and its visionary founder, Kevin Shields. Taken with Mike McGonigal’s entry in the 33 1/3 series that focuses strictly on the band’s landmark album Loveless, and the various books and documentaries dealing with the band’s record label, Creation Records, we now have as comprehensive a picture of Shields and his activity between 1985 and the present as we are likely to get . . .

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Jens Kuross :: Crooked Songs

While on tour in Boise two years ago, Hayden Pedigo found himself mesmerized by the performance from local opener and Idaho native Jens Kuross. Conjuring thoughts of rarified accomplishments like Arthur Russell's transformative World of Echo, the Woodsist debut of former session musician Kuross is a deliberate attempt to recapture that intimate setting in recorded form. The emotional sparseness and stripped down, electric piano compositions register Crooked Songs as a landing spot for the beginning of a bountiful second act for Kuross . . .

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Chicago Underground Duo :: Hyperglyph

The throughline of their vast body of work is Rob Mazurek and Chad Taylor’s commitment to the Chicago Underground project, the origins of which date back to 1998. Sometimes morphing into Chicago Underground Trio, or most recently as Chicago Underground Quartet with guitar player Jeff Parker and saxophonist Josh Johnson on 2020’s jazz-centric Good Days, Mazurek and Taylor inevitably return to each other as simply Chicago Underground Duo with Hyperglyph . . .

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Videodrome :: The Fastest Guitar Alive (1967)

Just like Elvis Presley, Ricky Nelson, and Dean Martin before him, Roy Orbison attempted to cross-pollinate his musical career with screen acting via the western genre. But unlike the aforementioned singers, Orbison's time as a matinee idol would be short-lived, producing only one film: Michael D. Moore's The Fastest Guitar Alive (1967 . . .

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