Murdering Oscar shows Hood as having too many good songs to be confined to one project.

Prog rock lives, with emphasis on the rock…no Roger Dean-inspired fantasies here.

I begin my series on Middle Eastern black metal with three bands from Iran.
Will SCOTT MCCAUGHEY ever get his just due as a songwriter and record-maker?
Ten songs, 25 minutes, no fornicating around.

Sir Richard Bishop plays with a full band for the first time since the end of Sun City Girls.
If you’re a neo-classic rock group, you’re duty-bound to attempt a double album at some point.
If you’re a neo-classic rock group, you’re duty-bound to attempt a double album at some point.
Despite the unconventional lineup, there’s little on this album that breaks any boundaries or alters perceptions.
There’s nobody like CURRENT 93. DAVID TIBET‘s long-running project occupies its own unique place in the universe, and he’s no compunctions about leaving the doors open and letting anyone inside.
A ridiculously accessible, often stunning collection of power pop tunes that can stand proudly beside tracks from acknowledged masters.
While nobody’s going to mistake these sounds for Bach, I’d argue that they’re closer to classical music than to rock.

SY has a great sound, and even when the lyrics are silly or lackadaisical, Lee and Thurston’s distinctive guitar timbres push all the right buttons. They invented this sound/style, and despite all the bands influenced by it over the past three decades, they’re still the best.

PJ Harvey can singe your soul with a beautiful voice.
It’s easy to be skeptical about the quality of an artist whose advocates tend to run toward the breathless. But Rhodes lives up to the hype.