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I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in, and came up with this tragically inexhaustive compendium of musical treats that scare me trickless.
If the brooding “Hang Down Your Head” finds instrumental complement with Rain Dogs' more adventurous raucousness, it distinguishes itself with its heartfelt simplicity and directness.
A poignant and disquieting song of solace and serendipity set to an infectiously melodic and rollicking carnival tune.
It was the shock of the raucous and enigmatic new, careening away in quiet-loud dynamics of sex, scripture, and surreality.
Over 25 years later, 1983's "A Million Miles Away" - three minutes and thirty-four seconds of hard-driven delirium - still packs a frenzied wallop.
Sounding less strangulated than in his skinny-tie days, Shear retains the melodious richness and wit while taking a varied approach, from pure pop to melancholy resonance.
But wait, there's more...
“Put your foot upon the laughing gas / And drive your grin around.”
The power trio brio and churning, swaggering classic "Funk #49" will pull you out of funks #1 to 48.
In a labor of must for a pop/rock dream deferred, Dixon compiled demos cut from 1981-1984 to create fully realized fun, wit, and romantic evocation.
The Reivers merge toward the reflective and melancholy edge of folk-rock evocation. Call it the jingle-jangle mourning that comes following you.
Betcha can't play just once...
Bob Mould's sonic assault merges bracing buzz-saw power punk with manic pop thrill.
"Into temptation / Safe in the wide open arms of hell..."
I’ve worn it out well.
This isn’t your mother’s Psychedelic Furs.
Accept no substitutes. The Replacements' Let It Be
From the primordial mist, in the land where Foghatsaurus and Grand Funk Triceratops roamed, the mighty Jo Jo Gunne emerged...
Something Ventured, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame gained.
Garage Orchestra’s ramshackle Pet Sounds-and-kettle drums core is complemented with Cindy Lee Berryhill’s loosey-goosey vocals and upfront guitar.