Archive for January, 2006

Dirt Cheap Mp3’s

Sunday, January 29th, 2006

Allofmp3.com is out of Russia and sells mp3’s for dirt cheap. Seems to be safe for now, since you do actually pay for the mp3’s. Songs for 8 to 10 cents each and albums are $1.10 to $2.25 depending on the number of songs on the disk. They are pretty on top of new releases and the similar artist recommendations are fairly right on. I just downloaded both the albums below for $2.28. Although I’ll probably buy the disk as well.

Rogue Wave, Descended Like Vultures: Their second full-length for Sub Pop is a velvety, darkly dichotomous album: pop vs. despair; hope vs. realism. It’s the sound of four people’s ideas colliding. Descended finds Zach Rogue’s unapologetic hooks and soaring melodies built up skyscraper high by bandmates and multi-instrumentalists Pat Spurgeon, Gram LeBron, and Evan Farrell, who’ve grown close and road weary, thanks to a year of intensive international touring with The Shins, Helio Sequence, TV On The Radio, and Mates Of State. This is Zach’s warmest, most brash album yet.-insound

Arctic Monkeys, Whatever People Say I Am, That`s What I`m Not: Musically, there are bits of The Stone Roses, "What’s The Story Morning Glory", and "Nevermind". As catchy as those reference points are, it’s the songwriting that has won the band a fiercely dedicated following; a mix of the observational storytelling of Davies and Weller crossed with the harsher documentary eye of Mike Skinner of The Streets and "Ghost Town" era Specials. Two #1 UK singles. Press already lined up with Rolling Stone, Spin, Entertainment Weekly, and Interview, to name a few. Three more US/Canadian tours planned for this year, including headlining Domino’s label showcase at SXSW..-insound

40 Minutes of Hell

Sunday, January 29th, 2006

I accidentally caught the band "40 Minutes of Hell". Their band name perfectly describes them. After the first 10 minutes, I seriously thought my head was going to explode or I would shoot myself. They are  like a speed metal chaotic garage punk sound, driving 300 miles per hour on crack, loud as f*ck noise machine birthed by Satan. So much freakin aggression and tension, indiscernible riffs and lyrics that it sounds like a prison of noise permeating and screaming mass chaos. I literally almost freaked out from the anxiety and stress of just listening to them. I tried to escape by going to other parts of the bar but I was trapped. If this band comes to your town, I’m warning you, stay away at all cost. But if you do see them, stay for only 10 minutes! The other 30 minutes is pure hell.

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