Nostalgic dark-hearted indie Danes The Raveonettes have been riding mediocre pop success for a while now. Since emerging onto the music scene with their eight-track EP Whip It On back in 2002, they’ve had a loyal following that has perhaps now dwindled slightly but never deserted the duo: Sune Rose Wagner and Sharin Foo.Their most recent and fifth album: Raven in the Grave takes them back to their roots, with a dazed out-of-focus sound laden with subtle messages disguised by confusing twists. Continue reading
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Atlantan, psych-rock garage dudes Black Lips are the ultimate boy band gone bad. Their gigs are infamous for being a raucous spew of noise in squalid, low-ceilinged sweatboxes. The crazy, energetic shows have frequently included vomiting, urination, nudity, fireworks, flaming guitars and, incredibly, a chicken. The band were even chased out of India after exposing their penises on stage; frontman Cole Alexander likes to play his guitar solos hands free, if you know what I mean. Continue reading