Two nights commemorating 21 years of long-form listening. Come blow some candles out with us on our birthday at the Teragram Ballroom here in Los Angeles on June 26th and 27th. On deck: LA's own SML, Fabiano do Nascimento, Genevieve Artadi, Reverberation Radio DJs, and more . . .
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CPN Hollywell has a voice like a cat’s tongue, raspy but soft, with the rough-edged blues-i-ness of Greg Cartwright, the anthemic rock burr of Royal Headache’s Shogun Wall, the frenetic garage-roots energies of Thee Retail Simps. His band, out of New Orleans, plays a cracked, county-tinged punk rock, crusted in fuzz and zinging with frantic slides . . .
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No stranger to transformation, Shane Parish has built a career that moves fluidly between original composition and interpretive work, distilling and reimagining inspired source material—from the intimate lyricism of Chet Baker to the transcendent soundscapes of Alice Coltrane—while continually expanding his own voice, most recently on Autechre Guitar. This installment of the Lagniappe Sessions finds Parish taking on late 90s southern gothic Cat Power, the croon of Lana Del Rey, nascent Bjork, and the nearly lost hushed brilliance of German folk singer Sibylle Baier . . .
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At its best, Hung Up On a Dream examines how The Zombies sculpted their distinctive sound — not so much the abrasive rebellion of rock and roll that their fellow British Invasion peers took part in, but the cool croon of romance and mystique, best exemplified by Argent’s jazzy pop arrangements and Blunstone’s breathy vocals. Drawing on The Zombies’ own memories of being tenacious, starry-eyed kids navigating the topsy-turvy world of show business to reflections on the legacy they’ve left behind, the documentary provides an approachable, high-level overview of the band and their enduring influence . . .
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Odyssey is the point where it all came together for Norwegian guitarist, composer, and ECM mainstay Terje Rypdal. Released in 1975, just as the “ECM sound” was beginning to smooth out, Odyssey delivered a searing double album of deep and moody jazz-rock from the land of the midnight sun. If Gateway and Julian Priester’s Love, Love are your ECM jams of choice, this is definitely one to add to the rotation . . .
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It might take a decade before you’re ready to make a record. Lia Kohl, Whitney Johnson, and Macie Stewart, multi-instrumentalists and stalwarts of the Chicago experimental music scene, have been playing and recording together since the late 2010s, in duos and on each other’s respective solo LPs. But 2026 sees the trio finally release BODY SOUND, their improvised debut, for International Anthem. Aquarium Drunkard spoke with Kohl, Stewart, and Johnson about friendship, the sacred, Yoko Ono, tape loops, surprise, improvisation, and more . . .
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As the years are wont to be, 2026 has been a gloomy son of a bitch. One can’t help but occasionally, if not often, feel deeply uninspired – fearful of having lost the capacity to ever be deeply moved again. It’s in these dire times that we are beyond blessed to have an artist like Star Moales come along. And while in no means is that meant to suggest the musical project of Philadelphia-based Emily Moales is in any way new, her latest album—the endlessly rewarding and wholly endearing Highway to Hell—feels like the most fully . . .
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In the spring of 1999, The Sea and Cake's Archer Prewitt spent a few days in a partly dilapidated building and makeshift studio in the Australian coastal town of Gerroa. Equipped with his guitar, an 8 track reel-to-reel and a couple of friends, the understated Gerroa Songs is a self-described aural snapshot, a stripped down and almost meditative affair. An airy and sparse antithesis of Prewitt's tight studio works, the seaside spatial atmosphere of the recordings is a formula likely to win over fans of the modern Guitar Soli revival, various ambient works and beyond . . .
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Via satellite, transmuting from northeast Los Angeles — the Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. 7pm California time, Wednesdays.
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Near the end of his latest Indigo Park, Bruce Hornsby sings something of a conclusion—or perhaps a belated introduction: "I've been seeking magical thinking/I think I detect a trend/This could be the start of something/Or this could be an end." The lyric isn't cited to suggest the 71-year-old songwriter is going anywhere. If anything, Indigo Park speaks to the hot streak Hornsby's been on since 2019's Absolute Zero. Aquarium Drunkard caught up with him to discuss the album, basketball chants, his work with The Grateful Dead, literary fiction, and much . . .
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Neil Young's "Albuquerque." A Ditch Era classic, it was recorded with the Santa Monica Flyers in 1973 and released on 1975's Tonight's the Night. Like the Southwestern town its named for, "Albuquerque" is stark, beautiful, and lonesome—leaving in its wake melancholy and a craving for fried eggs and country ham. Joining us to discuss the various landscapes of "Albuquerque" is Brigid Mae Power. Since her debut a little over a decade ago, the Galway-based singer songwriter has built up a visionary and cosmic discography. Tune in as we explore the contours of yet another number . . .
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Andy Beta's new book, Cosmic Music: The Life, Art and Transcendence of Alice Coltrane, sheds crucial new light on Alice Coltrane's incredible journey. Through deep research and keen insight, Beta uncovers a story that spans decades and continents, painting a portrait of a remarkable musician, composer and spiritual leader. AD recently talked with the author to learn about how it all came together . . .
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When looking back on cultural events that happened in the year 2000, it’s easy to make sweeping statements about the beginning of the 21st century and the rise of the new millennium. For the instrumental jazz/jam/groove band Medeski Martin & Wood, this connection to a significant change in the Gregorian calendar is unnecessary because the band’s recorded output in that year alone is momentous enough in relation to their own career discography . . .
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Brazilian guitarist Fabiano Do Nascimento and Los Angeles producer Eddie Ruscha (aka E Ruscha V and Secret Circuit) team up for the gorgeously ambient and adventurous Aquáticos, released earlier this year on the ever-reliable Music From Memory label. Pairing Nascimento’s 7 and 10-string nylon guitars with Ruscha’s modular synths, drum machines, and vintage keyboards, the duo create meditative, electro-acoustic sounds with an alchemical fluidity . . .
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In addition to his role in elusive cult outfit The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, musician and young prodigy Michael Lloyd ricocheted from studio to studio in late sixties Los Angeles. Amidst production efforts with legendary LA scenester Kim Fowley, Lloyd's 1968's one-off studio project The Smoke is the most rewarding relic. With all of the glowing touchstones of the era's hazy California psych-pop, the record combines fragmented orchestral pieces with highlights like "Cowboys and Indians", an original response to "Heroes and Villains" by the Beach Boys. While other classics of the genre were . . .
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