
Coupled with soft sentimental lyrics, Los Angeles’s Upgrade plays songs that often lull the listener into two divergent yet symbiotic spheres of being.

La Otracina journeys back three decades to the days when interstellar explorers traveled on waves of guitar riffs, propelled through space and time by hard-hitting drum juggernauts.
Drummer Zach Hill, says their new album, There’s No 666 In Outer Space, is “easily the best thing we’ve done.” And he’s right.

Danava is still one of the most interesting bands in underground hard rock. Judging from last night’s show at Mercury Lounge, they’ve only gotten sharper.

They certainly gave the spectators wings. And any listener who was not a Tool fan probably found it difficult to resist the siren’s call, as Ulysses had in the fabled Iliad.

There is one band that has come closer to simultaneously nailing certain elements of both the essential punk sound and the essential prog sound than any other band I’ve ever heard. That band is the Cardiacs.

The short answer to the above questions is that BLIND IDIOT GOD made me feel what it might be like to fly in the Millennium Falcon while inside one of its engines… and enjoy it.

When it all comes together, LADDIO BOLOCKO’s music sounds tight and sparse, yet still expansive, as if it had been recorded in a stone cavern with 100’ ceilings or a cinder block practice room with a sun roof.

Three bands playing three different kinds of music in three tweaked-out ways…
If high technical skill is often achievable for women in Classical realm, why is it so much rarer in Rock?