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Local Review: The Wolfs – Lights Out +4

Local Review: The Wolfs – Lights Out +4
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The Wolfs Lights Out +4 PseudoRecordings The Wolfs = Iggy & the Stooges + The Germs The Wolfs remind you of all the tough, grimy reasons you fell in love with rock n’ roll and/or punk—and it didn’t have anything to do with romance, money, status or fashion. “The Baroness” is my favorite track on

Local Review: The Second Opinion – Flesh Except Dust

Local Review: The Second Opinion – Flesh Except Dust
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I think with a name like the Second Opinion, I was expecting West Valley nü-metal crap trying to redeem itself with second-rate female vocals. … read more

Local Review: The Legendary Porch Pounders – A Little Gift: Authorized Bootleg

Local Review: The Legendary Porch Pounders – A Little Gift:...
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The Legendary Porch Pounders A Little Gift: Authorized Bootleg Self-Released LPP = Muddy Waters + Bob Dylan I swore off drinking yesterday, but halfway through the emotionally exhausting second track, “Up for Days,” I had one leg swung back up on the wagon. Dan Weldon’s lyrics are more folk-poetic than would traditionally accompany many of

Local Review: The Brobecks – Happiest Nuclear Winter

Local Review: The Brobecks – Happiest Nuclear Winter
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The Brobecks Happiest Nuclear Winter Self-Released The Brobecks = Weezer + They Might be Giants + Flaming Lips + Alkaline Trio This album isn’t over-cute, it’s just cute drawn out. Happiest Nuclear Winter struts clever through 12 tracks of electro-pop subtle-saccharine with bummed-out lyrics and occasional near-jazz piano ditties. Sad, socially conscious, mostly strange and

Local Review: The Body – Call Off the Search

Local Review: The Body – Call Off the Search
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The Body Call Off the Search Self-Released The Body = Aesop Rock + Atmosphere + the Roots Funky sometimes slipping into raga full-instrumental backtracks flow behind flows laid by emcees LoKaL and MiMiC rounding out over an hour of recorded sweet hip-hop smoothness. The first half of tracks find the lyrics a bit lazy, crutching

Local Review: The Horns – Yellow T

Local Review: The Horns – Yellow T
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At least, mine came with a section of T-shirt with hand-drawn flowers on it courtesy of Dave Styer, one-half of The Horns’ double-pronged axe-destroying machine. … read more

Local Review: The Invisible Rays – Self-Titled

Local Review: The Invisible Rays – Self-Titled
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The Invisible Rays play often-slow, almost dirge-ish creep punk filled with plodding buzzsaw bass riffs, mournful or shouted vocals and sometimes-droning synths. … read more

Local Review: The Awesome Possum Band – Blendn’ In

Local Review: The Awesome Possum Band – Blendn’ In
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Covers include the Southern-accented “Wish You Was Here” and “Under the Milky Way.” The Awesome Possum Band is funny but not in an annoying way. … read more

Local Review: Swedish Music in Utah – Lucia Celebration

Local Review: Swedish Music in Utah – Lucia Celebration
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This CD is just sickeningly cute. It’s a bunch of Swedish young people singing trad Swedish music. It’s a recording of the Lucia Day Celebration. … read more

Local Review: Subterranean Masquerade – Suspended Animation Dreams

Local Review: Subterranean Masquerade – Suspended Animation Dreams
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Subterranean Masquerade’s much-anticipated first full-length album picks up where two-song EP Temporary Psychotic State left off, giving Pink Floyd psychedelia. … read more

Local Review: Spit – Self-Titled Demo

Local Review: Spit – Self-Titled Demo
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Spit Self-Titled Demo Spit = Godsmack + Taproot + Disturbed   Spit aren’t bad for what they do, even though the first track blows monkey chunks and they could have used better production … or just production, period. Fat, harshly separated riffs churn more viciously than a jilted milkmaid. Aggressive drumming with plentiful amounts of

Local Review: Sound Lab – Eat Your Pets

Local Review: Sound Lab – Eat Your Pets
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Sound Lab Eat Your Pets Sound Lab = NIN + The Bad Plus + Cat Stevens They experimental ambience was passable in the first three tracks, but really picks up in “Toy Box,” where toy percussion, discordant, creepy guitar, maggot-moulting clicking sounds and beautiful cello blend together—a perfect soundtrack to falling asleep clutching your dead mother’s