Showing posts with label Sophomore Lounge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sophomore Lounge. Show all posts

DRY SUMMERS
“Good Enough Is Great” C25
(Sophomore Lounge)




Dry Summers are a pretty good rock band from Louisville, Kentucky. They’ve got that whole Sonic Youth meets Pavement rhythm vs. lead guitars thing down PAT, not to mention the requisite, effortlessly-blended off-key slacker vocals. What Dry Summers brings to the table here are some carefully crafted keyboarding skills, from background textures to supporting chords to lead moog lines. The lyrics, like the vibes, are also fun and beg singing along where dancing isn’t the focus. All in all, a pretty good tape to blast with the windows down.

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- - Jacob An Kittenplan

STATE CHAMPION
“Fantasy Error” C44
(Sophomore Lounge)



You know that great feeling when you hear a song and instantly check their tour schedule?  Praying to the great music gods that they will soon be stopping by your town?  I just felt it.  This is what Kings of Leon/Whiskeytown/etc. wish they were.  Indiana alt country with badass licks, great lyrics, amazing violin and some of the catchiest dang songs I’ve ever heard. 

I will admit that they had me when a sticker and not a download card fell out of the cassette when I opened it.  And there was a sweet booklet glued into the j-card!  I popped the tape into the tape deck and sat down, inches from the speaker.  Hoping against hope the music would match the packaging.  It was good.  No! It was great!

Thoroughly aurally aroused, I greedily listened to it all the way through, fumbling drunkenly at the end of side A to flip it over as fast as possible.  I drooled happily in front of the speakers.  Giggling occasionally with the joy that comes from finding some new great tunes.


-- Jeremiah Paddock


NEW MOTHER NATURE "2"
(Sophomore Lounge)


I've stalled on sending in this review for New Mother Nature's "2" because it's very good and there's a lot to write about. New Mother Nature combine folk, whiskey drenched drunk dive bar blues, head nodding punk beats, delta blues, electric keyboards and what I'd call teamwork to make this fantastic, diverse release. There's no gimmicks. It's stripped down rock and roll, so stripped down some songs don't even rely on distortion pedals to sound bad ass. What is most impressive is they are able to represent or pay homage to just about EVERY TYPE of stripped down rock without it sounding contrived. The drums can drive like in post-punk (even at times diving into pop-punk swinging beats), but at the same time they're played behind harmonized vocals you'd hear from last waltzers "the Band". The vocals cathartically narrate bad times; abandoned children, being left out in the cold, broken arms, etc. The cassette has the melodrama of the best Bonnie Prince Billy bitter ballads. They also get so close to their roots the guitars start finger picking over simple tambourine melodies, emulating an old time delta blues rag. In the end I guess some dingus pitchfork reviewer would categorize this as a whole as "alt-rock"?

Ok, time out, I'm butchering this review. As an audience you must be confused... I've mentioned everything from pop-punk to delta blues rag, you must be saying what the crap is this guy talking about. I know! I know! Why is it so easy for me to write a bad review and so hard for me to write a good review?

Well, maybe I can help myself out by comparing it to bad music. SO. My significant other is managing and doing the finances for a warped tour act and as a result I got free tickets to the festival, backstage passes, beer, ribs, etc. It was just about the most rock star I've ever felt minus the huge fruit bowl of cocaine.

The bands playing there for the most part were casualties to our post-modern times. You'd hear about four measures of metalcore drop d dingus beats where every member of the band is treating their instrument like percussion, but then the genre would switch to eight majors of what can be categorized as radio rap. Then for 8 measures it sounded like Justin Timberlake. Then it went back to metalcore. While this is arguably a forward thinking approach to music, the music does not CONGEAL like a frittata or a soup. Rather, it is the equivalent of eating a jalapeno, followed by a donut followed by a grapefruit.

New Mother Nature is more like a frittata. Lots of ingredients are added to make something new. The sounds and influences CONVERGE; they aren't just lined up next to each other.

The result is very satisfying. the cassette is challenging while also remaining accessible. Sophomore Lounge, which is run out of Louisville, KY, is a record label to be on the lookout for and this cassette does not disappoint.

Check it out!
http://sophomoreloungerecords.com/2.html

-- Jack Turnbull

Life Partner - "Dead Wrestlers" (Sophomore Lounge)



heres a great tape from a great label that keeps em' coming. sophomore lounge is run mainly by some great people in louisville KY and they've released some absolutely killer rock and roll LPs and tapes in the past few years (fat history month, skimask, fielded, christmas bride, giving up, meah, state champion, wishgift, and many many more). i got this tape from ryan davis (SL label head) the other day and have been cranking it nonstop. 

in the flesh LIFE PARTNER is aaron ozzy - he writes all the music and plays almost all of the instruments on the recordings - and he does a stellar job. DEAD WRESTLERS is 10 relentless tracks of sassy, catchy, sludgy, garage punk beauty.  LIFE CHAMPION is a dark nostalgic epic and my favorite track on the cassette (i was a life champion/i was a beast but now i am all alone/i was a life champion/but i'm in giving up/this world doesn't need me around that much anymore). aaron ozzy has seemingly mastered the pop song formula and did i mention that the overall sound of the tape totally rules and so does the artwork?!? 

great release if ya like rock, roll, and everything in between

check out LIFE PARTNER - DEAD WRESTLERS, here at SOPHOMORE LOUNGE

SKIMASK "Cute Mutant" LP
(Sophomore Lounge, Infinity Cat, 100% Breakfast)


Skimask is a noisey and slop-fried punk band from Boston that forgoes the use of stringed instruments, though you might not guess based on the racket they create. The drums anchor the music with bombastic rhythms and all the riffs are provided by one member singing through pedals while another sings the lyrics.  Regardless of how they get their sound, this shit rocks! The first Skimask full length is called Cute Mutant and it's available as a threeway vinyl release from Sophomore Lounge, Infinity Cat and 100% Breakfast.

Listen or order vinyl HERE