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After 2005s near flawless Twin Movie house (#4 on my best of list that year as a matter o fact), youd expect Canadian super-group Power-Poppers The Novel Pornographers to finally make a dud or at least a somewhat second-rate record in their superior resume. I mean truly, they couldnt make it four in a quarrel with their new album Challengers could they?

Well they bathroom and they did. Challengers puts another notch in The New Pornographers belt of large works and does so in a way one wouldnt expect. Call it reserved, mature or unpretentious, just dont call it flat, Challengers is the Pornos most focused LP yet. Yes, most of the songs here dont have that bouncing off the bulwark charm that weve make out to wait and sexual love from their previous tunes, but repeated listens capable up a world of The New Pornographers most memorable songs that stick with the listener long after the music has stopped. Ringleader A.C. Newman even gives us the number one N.P. sad song in "Adventures in Solitude," but regular though its sad, it has a happy ending thatll put a smile on your mug. The usual ternion tracks that Dan Bejar contributes ar surprisingly the most accessible of his career and thats reckoning his sour with other bands such as Destroyer and Swan Lake as well. "Myriad Harbor" is one of the greatest making love letters to NYC youll ever take heed. Newmans niece Kathryn Calder makes her first lead vocal for The N.Ps with "Failsafe" and its a yawl with Gospel According to John Collins intricate bass work lending a hand. Simply dont worry Neko Case obsessives, shes still here too. The self-titled track she tackles is a peach, as is her elegant "Go Places" near the tail end. Newman however does save whats utterly best here for himself. The sweeping epic that is "Unguided" is a sise minute addition beauty that is complete unexpected from a band that has come to master the perfect tercet minute pop tune.

Challengers may be difficult at first for older fans to stick out Im certain, but I have no doubt that those wHO stick with it will find this challenge fulfilling and at long last rewarding.

Just brilliant period. Could use more Niko

Matthew Pryor of the Get Up Kids is back touting his sophomore release –the spare and all-acoustic Belem Toda Vida. As the indie-acoustic movement basks in the thick of the Emo revolution, Pryors talent as an indie-pop songwriter shines through on his second attempt at moonlighting. The downbeat, alt-country textures blend well with the back-to rudiments honesty of Pryors dustup. Though the themes are the same–hope, love, and yearning–Pryor has changed the tune, by fusing the energy of the Stupefy Up Kids with the quiet grace of Elliot Smith and Rocky Votolato. The albums only weakness is its length, which is just short of thirty proceedings. But what it lacks in length, it intelligibly makes up for with its unsubdivided charms.

Voted the best new band by Select magazine and championed by Oasis Noel Gallagher as his favorite fresh album Travis debut musical composition Good FeelingÓmakes you feel good in two completely different shipway. Travis has a split personality and I like both of them.

The first half of the album is filled with exuberant up-tempo, Power protrude of a kind that brings to mind Gospel According to Matthew Sweet or Teenage Fanclub. Given a more British bent by occasional debonaire piano chops of the sort that made Jellyfish sound Beatlesque.

The album gears way down near half way through and winds out with several terrific songs that receive that mournful melancholy feel that bears favorable comparison to the years best album Radioheads O.K. Computer. The good affair about Good Feeling is that after you diaphragm playing "name that influence" you realize, "hey these are outstanding songs, and this hombre sings the hell out of them."

High among my top picks for the year, this one would have slipped by me altogether if it werent for the ever-vigilant Robert Adam Mast (local guru of all things musical and cinematic). I have a good flavor youre non going to find this one at K-Mart, merely seek it out, itll be worth the drive.

This unexampled freak-folk scene really scares me. Earnestly, the thought of hipster revivalists wandering the country with their plague of uber-happy attitudes and anti-everything propaganda is enough to keep a half-sane conservative up at night. Which is ironical, because the very same music in arrears this revolution sounds so genuinely bracing and estimable that its like a fresh coat of imperial paint on your soul. Devendra Banhart is at the head of this neo sept, retro-rockin and once the groove makes it past your washy defenses, youll be transformed by it. Cripple Crow serves as further evidence that this genre is more than just a passing craze. So if you capture a whiff of patchouli and see the soft but firm thump of Birkenstocks on the marchland - prick up your ears and give Banhart a prospect to involve you back to a time when we all sung about a "Peace Train" and didnt see whatever reason to doubt that such a train power pull proper into your home town.

Mr. Banhart is by no substance new to this progressively popular scene. Cripple Crow is his fourth album in as many age and hes not retardation down. Last year saw two full-length releases and a few months ago he coupled forces on a split LP with Jana Huntsman. With all of his restless activity, Banharts Cripple Crow is familiar looking enough to please traditionalist freak-folkers, piece showing that his reasoned has evolved enough to add level greater worth to it. 22 tracks short and a handful of those in Spanish find Banhart at his most creative musically and highlight his growth as a writer and singer.

Nothing here is as catchy as &quot;This Is the Way&quot; from the first and superior of the 2004 LPs, Rejoicing in the Hands, but the songs do sound more diverse and absolute. That shows on the albums poignant second single &quot;Heard Someone Say&quot; when he sings, &quot;I heard person say that the warfare ended today, but everybody knows its goin still&quot; to the more textural R&amp;B take on &quot;Small Boys&quot; as he gushes, &quot;Sprightliness is toughened and love is uncut for the man world Health Organization just cant seem to ever cause enough.&quot;<br />By clocking in at just o’er an hour, the record album suffers from excessiveness, only Banhart has a captivating delivery in his words and is apparently capable of magically turning back up time. Whether youre unbelieving of this neo-freak-folk movement or ar one of its lobbyists, Devendra Banhart proves that he is a chieftain torch-bearer and with foursome solid records to date, he cannot seem to disappoint.

One look at this gentleman and its clear that hes some kind of God. Peerless listen and youre hooked for life

I enjoyed your review of DB, if you ever get the chance to see him live dont pass it up - he has such a magnetic presence and a personality that make you wish he was more than scarcely a songster, but an evangelist - so that you could follow him like a disciple. I know that sounds made up and strange only thats the efect he has on me.

I agree totally that this record shows a new and more mature side of Dev, but had I been in charge I wuold have dropped at least 3 or 4 tracks from it. Quite candidly I had the same problem with Illinois - there was just likewise much there to digest - and as a result it turns into a minute of a monotonous listen. Still both albums ar among the best of the year.

In my opinion Banhart is an amazing talent, but I think he would lucre from a producer wHO wasnt afraid to assure him when crap is crap. Theres a difference between existence prolific and just recording every damn ditty that crosses your stoned genius.

The other day I walked into the music store to harass my friend Adam Mast and ask him annoying questions about what kind of bands were going to do well this year. As we were chatting like a couple of pain-in-the-ass music store know-it-alls I commented on what was playing in his store, &quot;Who the phuk is this - that Undimmed Eyes fashion plate?&quot; Robert Adam stared at me like I was the simplest bastard that ever pulled on a pair of Levis, and patiently informed me that we were listening to the Cure. Thats almost as sorry as walk in with Sgt. Peppers playing and asking if this is the new &quot;Haven.&quot; I felt so lousy around myself that I went into the restroom, took out my safety pin and made myself bleed. Bad Dawg. Bad, stupefied Dawg. I stayed in there for quite a while. It hurts to be so dumb.

Conor Oberst must have been experiencing some tough multiplication himself, to write enough material for two broad length simultaneously released albums. True, it has been quite a while since his notable last release Lifted, (this is where I possess to confess to non really liking Lifted, nor understanding what all the fuss was about) merely then once more he has kept himself busy with his side projects, Desaparecidos plus another thing with Britt Daniel of Spoon. Anyhow, ahead I repent of my ways and sing the praises of Im Full Awake and its Morning (Ill tackle Digital Ash in a Digital Urn in a separate review) let me take you back roughly four long time ago, come on - itll be good multiplication. Youre having fun arent ya?

My first know with Lustrous Eyes was several age ago when one of my emo roommates had some truly old hooey from when Conor was like xII (which my sources say was credibly his previous band Commander Venus). I couldnt behave his roughened, balls-have-yet-to-drop screaming and decided to assume that first impression and run with it. I decided then and in that location to ne’er take him serious from that day forward. I know that is a bad thing to do, and I promise to punish myself for it, but it doesnt change the fact that his earlier do work is mostly a lot of bullshit.

But now Im wide awake and bleeding, and as I allowed my mind to open up and accept in what Conor has to suppose (now that hes haired-over and growed up) I realized that this could be the future of music. I finally catch the whole Bright Eyes thing that everyones been so excited about, and dammit, Im excited excessively. Now that my Eyes have been opened its plain to see that a lot of serious thought has gone into the lyrics on this record, and there is a straight-from-the-diary flow to it that is much more bona fide than Fascia Confessional. He writes like he is telling a story, not just throwing-out random outbursts of emotion from his notepad to flesh out a verse. On &quot;First 24-hour interval of My Life,&quot; he sings, &quot;simply Id rather be working for a paycheck than waiting to win the lottery&quot; and on &quot;Landlocked Blues,&quot; &quot;youll be free baby once you have died. From the shackles of language and measurable meter.&quot; These words right away stuck me as remarkable and layered as they ar atop his most accessible and pop-oriented music to date, Oberst has basically recorded an instruction manual on how songs should be written. The far-famed Emmylou Joel Chandler Harris lends her beautiful vocals to three tracks here, which, in itself, is reason enough to commence taking this kid as seriously as he takes himself.

Oberst seems, in interviews, like a bright, grounded person, the kind of creative person that Id be happy to supporting, but &quot;Lifted&quot; didnt follow through with music I could deal with. This one, though, sounds more like it - the piece of writing has been trimmed of a lot of its excesses; you know, the long, rambling songs that defined Oberst, yet too annoyed yours truly more often than not. As a diehard Gram Talcott Parsons fan, Ive got to say that, if I dont know whether this is rattling the future of medicine, as Kyle posits, its at least the future of alt-country. Very fine stuff.

Hubb, you simple phuk, I didnt publish this - Cantrell did, but Im flattered.

Bright Eyes has finally justified all the hype. Im Wide Awake will be the album to beat in 05. Few albums can be put under absolute examination and surpass muster - and as wordy as Bright Eyes gets in this album there isnt a single suspect syllable. As for lyrics - how about &quot;The sun came up with no conclusions, the flowers sleeping in their beds - sugared stuff.

I too am blown away by the beauty of Bright Eyes latest. I havent heard its comrade piece yet, but Spacious Awake will become a classic in the like vein as Beck - Sea Change, Eels - Flowers of the Galaxy, and for old school fans like me - track fivesome has a guitar solo that brings back memories of the long scatty Jazz Butcher. Brittany is right, Brilliant Eyes has offered up the first masterpiece of the year. Brilliant

No one has mentioned the major alt-country influence on this album - I witness a fate of tunes similar to Gram Parsons, as good as Ryan Adams and there ar some steel guitar driven swells of rural area jamming that causes me to syncope if I crank up the book all the way - I think its on track 2. I can see the comparison to the Eels and Beck in footing of the overall black bile tone of Wide Awake - merely I think the better comparison in terms of content and quality would be Rayn Adams Gold. Its impossible to become sick of either record. Bright Eyes had made a vast fan out of me.

When I saw that Bright Eyes was one of the headliners at Coachella, I started jumping up and down. He is the coolest thing in the world and I plan to be in the front rowing and believe me he will be seeing a lot of my tits. Alot!

YEAH!! Love Undimmed Eyes!! Happy you do too!

Um, Gram, not to be contrary, simply I mentioned Gram Talcott Parsons in my post initial post clock time back. I clearly didnt invoke his name for naught - I by all odds hear his influence in this music.

Kyle, youre dead on - I AM a simple phuk, and boy is my face red. To be honest, I didnt even really read the reassessment that carefully, so I assumed it was you, because of our conversation at the Yo La Tengo read. I couldve sworn you said you were going to be reviewing it. Great evidence, by the way, huh? Ira Kaplan is one sick player, and a righteous performing artist, too. I didnt await the prove to rock nearly as much as it did. Anyway, pitiful again for the computer error - Im now exit to go find a sackcloth, and some ashes.

I also had never liked Bright Eyes, just its sledding to occupy the jaws of life to get this CD out of my car. Its like this record came along when I was sad and made me feel happy around it. Ot at least not so bad.

Im of the legal opinion that stone music is seriously absent great female singers. Of course theres PJ William Harvey and other notable exceptions– but at the present moment, were hanging up the &quot;help wanted&quot; sign on the Rock door.

A lesser known addition to this short lean is the Italian siren Cristina Scabbia–front woman for the terrific Lacuna Coil. This womanhood is high on my list of the best singers in rock history. As bold as this statement may seem, nonpareil listen to Comalies testament put the issue to bed. Caisson Coil is one of Metals best kept secrets.

Scabbia sings with the power and range of a great White Way singer, and musically the Coil is so unique and diverse that they literally dare comparison. Yet as rum as their sound is, its surprisingly accessible. Take a chance on this one, your collection volition be the better for it.

I think that comalies was one of the best released records of all time. With the way Scabbia can use her voice and combine it with the voice of male vocalist Andrea Ferro it wont be long until they take the world over.

Fragile is an industro-novel, complex and intricate. While Pretty Hatred Machine and Downward Spiral were amazing albums, they lacked the cohesiveness that Fragile possesses. Fragile seems less wireless friendly– there arent whatsoever amazingly tricky tunes like &quot;Closer&quot; or &quot;Head Like A Hole.&quot; The music this album contains flows like a well written novel and inevitably to be listened to from offset to end without interruption. Reznors songwriting remains often the same on this album. Many of the songs begin with quiet, distorted tones, then short overwhelm the listener with a onslaught of heavy dynamic guitar riffs, and disonent rhythm patterns.

Fragile is undeniably the almost intricate and delicate release by Reznor yet. Barren of vocals on many, you ar forced to pay closer attention to the frenzied intensity of this chef-d’oeuvre. The songs on this album are dark, heretofore somehow Reznor maintains the feeling that there is a FRAGILEness to this record.

Fragile is NIN best album and perhpas the benchmark that all industrial music should be judged

I gave Ben Folds Fives latest release my first serious listen on my way back from Disneyland. Im quite a fan of the Fab Five so I was hoping their new one would take the sting out of the heavy drive home–lets just read it was a pleasant Ben Folds Drive. As the album unFolds, it reveals a kinder, gentler Ben than weve come to expect from his previous ferment. Gone is most of the &quot;give me my money back, squawk,&quot; jaundice and the all-out rockn, and though I miss that position of BFF, I beloved this record album and recommend it highly.

There ar many stand out tracks, but it is definitely intended as a concept album of sorts and should be viewed in its entirety. Many of the songs are somber and contemplative–kind of a jazzier extension of his strike song &quot;Brick.&quot; Though the songs are set against orchestra arrangements, the focus remains on their simple 3-piece healthy (piano, bass, and drums) which keeps things understated, yet powerful. Songs such as &quot;Dont Change Your Plans&quot; and &quot;Army&quot; lineament brass breaks that would fit perfectly at home in a Bacharach hit or time of origin Chicago.

Unauthorized is a jazzier matter than his previous stuff, but his pop-craftsmanship continues to develop. He plant a undecomposed strong plume into to the highest degree of his songs, although a lot of people Ive discussed this album with reckon it to be depressing–if so, its a &quot;cool&quot; kind of depressing–like the Beach Boys &quot;Sloop Lav B.&quot;

Folds is known for his hotdog and emotive lyrics, and hes outdone himself this time kO’d. On &quot;Dont Variety Your Plans&quot; he begins: &quot;All I recognise is Ive gotta be/where my tenderness says I oughta be / it often makes no sense, in fact/ I ne’er understand these things / I feel.&quot; This line is typical of his work, and I really dont think that Unautho-rized should be viewed as a new focusing for the band, sure as shooting not a permanent one. Fans of BFF wont be disappointed by this record, and I think it would be hardly as good a place as whatever to be welcomed into the fold.

Once over again I,m going to try to persuade you to purchase another CD by mortal you,ve likely never heard of. What,s worse, you,re going to throw to order it, you won,t likely see it anywhere between Vegas or Table salt Lake. If it werent for Steve Lemmon, I may ne’er have heard of Jonatha myself, he was playing the CD over the sound system prior to the O.C. Tanner show that featured Stacy Lee and Ryan Shupe. As I listened to it, I thought for sure I knew wHO it was, but I finally had to founder down and ask him.

With the possible exclusion of Patti Larkin, Jonatha Brooke is the most gifted female singer songster (that I know of) that has yet to capture a mainstream audience. 10 Cent Wings is as good as (and remarkably similar to), Shawn Colvins masterpiece A Few Small Repairs. Repairs is among the best albums of the decade, and if you like todays bumper crop of distaff sirens (Lillith Faire, et. al.), do yourself a favor and and check out Jonatha. She may not be as precious as Jewel, as winsome as Sarah McLachlan, or as beguiling as Fiona Apple, just as a crafter of gorgeous pop tunes, Jonatha is excellent and the Lillith caboodle are closer to Faire.

It happens to me occasionally that Ill listen a vocal while Im dreaming thats just cool beyond words–and when I wake up I try out to figure out what song it was and realize that it doesnt exist. Thats the topper way to describe 10 Cent Wings. The kickoff time I played it for my wife, she swore to me shed heard these songs earlier, it was all I could do to win over her that it wasnt possible–unless I was dreaming awfully loud.

For many years Jonatha was opposite with some other songwriter Jennifer Kimball, and their collaboration, The Fib, yielded two albums (Free grace in Gravity and Angel In The House) while they were still together, and peerless (Plumb) around the time they disbanded. The knock on these earlier efforts was that they were unfocused, wandering and indulgent. My venture is they mustve been pretty damn good if Jonatha had anything to do with them. 10 Cent Wings finds Jonatha flying a straight frontward course to a land much closer to the mainstream, where verses pay off in catchy choruses, and finding the music of your dreams is as gentle as ordering it.

Despite their impressive pedigree, the wedlock of former Soundgarden vocalizer Chris Ezra Cornell and the remaining members of Rage Against the Machine has surprisingly been met with a good deal of skepticism from critics and fans likewise. From the first rumors, however, I was certain that this all-star incarnation would be destined for greatness. It seemed like a no-brainer to me. From Soundgarden, to his moonlighting project, Temple of the Andiron, to his solo album, Im of the ruling that Ezra Cornell has never made a bad record, On the other hand, I perpetually felt that Rage were held back by their singer. I never matte like Zach de la Rochas political rant-rap matched the talent of the band he was fronting. And with Cornell kO’d front they finally take the opportunity to realise their potentiality as writers and musicians. For the remaining Ragers the acting field has been slanted to their advantage. Commit on your darkest sunglasses because Audioslave shines brighter than anything in the past 5 years. The best elements of everyone involved is literally reddened. Im not going to waste your time by singling out any of the tracks on this masterpiece–just buy the record and be prepared to fall in love. If youre looking for for the perfect Christmastime gift for that music lover on you lean, look no further.