There was a time, and not so long ago, when any mention of the name "Steve Winwood" quickly conjured images of very bad MTV videos and cheesy '80s pop pap. For me, this lasted until late-college when an acquaintance emphatically exclaimed, "no, you're mistaken , Stevie Winwood used to be the man." It was then that I discovered the trifecta that is the Spencer Davis Group/Traffic/Blind Faith. Yes, it turns out that Winwood was indeed . . .

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"Oh, that I could bend my tongue outwards/Leave your lungs hurting/Tuckin' my shirt in/Pants I wear so well/Cross your t's shirt smells/Worse than your lyin'/Caught my dad cryin'" - "Rattled By The Rush"
And so begins the second song off my favorite Pavement album, Wowee Zowee. This Tuesday Matador Records will release the band's third LP in their ongoing extended reissue campaign that began with . . .

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I featured the formidable songwriting talents of Elephant Micah once before on the Drunkard at the tail end of 2005. Just recently I received in the mail the new Elephant Micah EP Embarrassment of Riches. Self released, Micah has another upcoming project entitled Hindu Windmills due out exclusively on vinyl before the end of the year (cd to follow thereafter). Until . . .

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I can only imagine the anticipatory vibe surrounding the release of late '60s supergroup Blind Faith's sole release was something akin to that of what the indie community has been experiencing the past few months in regard to the Swan Lake project. Comprised of Destroyer/New Pornographer Dan Bejar, Wolf Parade/Sunset . . .

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I lost touch with Frank Black's music years ago, but not before his 1993 debut/eponymous solo album. At the time, as a rabid and devout Pixies fan, this album was highly anticipated...and hey, surprise, it wasn't the Pixies sound. But between it and the Breeders' records it was close enough . . .

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The Verdict: It's fantastic to listen to this Rhino reissue of The Pretenders debut in the here and now of late 2006. Let me gush for a moment; if this album dropped today it . . .

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Upon the first ten to twenty listens, The Stones Exile On Main Street comes off as a real fucking mess, and doesn't begin to reveal its true self and the charms within for even longer. But such is the case with most lasting art and become a member or log in.

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1971's Hunky Dory has long been, and remains, one of my very favorite Bowie albums. But after I heard the version with the bonus tracks, I found the original studio version to fall a little flat when compared with it's demo counterpart. I love the acoustic jagged edges the demo leaves mixed in . . .

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My first exposure to both Pink Nasty (and her brother Black Nasty ) was through her website and myspace pages. I thought it was brilliant, smartass (see Black Nasty) parody. My second exposure was the release of Bonnie "Prince" Billy's live document become a member or log in.

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What better way to start the month of November than with a bit of Rick Rubin era Johnny Cash. This, the self-penned title track off Cash's 2002 American IV album, is filled with dark & foreboding apocalyptic imagery that suits both Cash's voice, persona, and legend like a second skin. Cash, the master of straddling . . .

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Photo: Lou Reed (seated) with fellow songwriter Paul Simon, circa 1982
Saturday night, while having a drink at the neighborhood bar, Lou Reed's "Dirty Blvd." came drifting out of the Jukebox, darting past the bad Halloween costumed drunkards and landed right in my glass. An immensely satisfying surprise at 12:20 a.m., the tune got me . . .

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photo credit: john vanderlsliceWhile dropping Eric Bachman's name in this earier post I later realized I had yet to feature anything concerning Bachman's own 2006 . . .

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