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Kevin Devine suffers from Nice Guy Syndrome. Over the last 20 years, his smiling face has been such a reliable staple in the indie rock scene that it’s almost possible to take him and his music for granted. But over those two decades, the Brooklyn songwriter has quietly amassed a substantial catalog of solidly crafted albums. With his ninth solo effort, “Instigator”, it’s clearer than ever that it’s time to take a step back and appreciate just how talented this guy is. “Instigator’s” first half alone includes no fewer than four absolutely perfect songs. And the album’s relentless assault of catchy hooks makes its easy to overlook the fact that Devine is tackling timely and important topics like police murder and the hypocritical nature of political criticism. Kevin Devine is not asking for your respect as a songwriter here.

For Kevin Devine, as for so many Americans in 2017, the lines between the political and the personal have become a little blurred. “Life is really sweet right now on the ground and really fucking insane in the air,” Devine says. At 37, the Brooklyn-based singer-songwriter has learned to balance talking about the present and his past, singing about everything from his own personal trauma to government shutdowns. But with our current climate, Devine knows it’s pretty impossible to avoid the political. “It’s so omnipresent that it can’t not sneak in, and it kind of comes in through the side, but I haven’t sat down to write my nuclear war song yet or my ‘the president is a racist’ [track],” he explains. His 2016 album, Instigator, was written largely during the presidential campaign, but was recorded and released before the actual election.

“A few of the songs that are on there that are social justice songs unfortunately have aged really well, given what happened,” he notes. For instance, “Freddie Gray Blues” focuses on police brutality and institutional racism, while “No History” reflects on how little we’ve learned as a nation since 9-11. The words still resonated in 2017 — maybe more than ever — but Devine wanted to shift tone. The result: a more contextual, stripped-down re-work of Instigator called We Are Who We’ve Always Been, released in October. “It felt like the timing was right for recommunicating those [songs] with a bit more solemnity or gravity,” he says. “Everyone is just feeling their way through how to reckon with [our current reality] and how to communicate about it, I think. I know that I am.”

For his latest release, Devine sought the help of his friend and collaborator of fifteen years, Chris Bracco. Recorded in just two days, the bulk of the album is just live guitar and vocals. “The baseline thing we wanted was no electric guitar and to keep it to acoustic guitar, vocal, and harmonies,” says Devine, explaining that he wanted the album to have a direct, spare quality to it: something akin to the intimacy of a live performance. During the writing and recording process, he was immersed in Big Thief’s latest record, Capacity, listening to it on loop. “[Capacity] is actually a spare, direct-communicator record, so I’m sure that snuck in subconsciously.”

For “Freddie Gray Blues,” Devine recruited SWIVS’ Will Schalda, Jr., while Half Waif’s Nandi Rose Plunkett assisted on the cascading harmonies of “I Was Alive Back Then.” For “No One Says You Have To,” Devine recruited the Mynabirds’ Laura Burhenn. The collaborations were all pleasant surprises, especially when they came out differently than he had imagined. “I think all three of them made a cool, new painting with what they did.”

Having joined forces with Atlanta band Manchester Orchestra on the indie rock side project Bad Books — and after a short-lived tour with Brand New this fall  Devine is at least temporarily focusing on his own work again.

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Fallon’s old band the Gaslight Anthem went on hiatus in 2015, clearing the way for solo efforts from band members. Brian Fallon released his debut, the Butch Walker-produced Painkillers, last year. When he started recording Sleepwalkers, he connected with Ted Hutt, who also produced the Gaslight Anthem LP The ’59 Sound.

Fallon is planning an extensive tour of North America and Europe in support of his new record.

Music video by Brian Fallon performing If Your Prayers Don’t Get To Heaven. (C) 2017 Island Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc.

The plaintive tune “God In Chicago” appears at the midpoint of Craig Finn’s “We All Want The Same Things”, his third and most fully realized solo album to date. While it’s got all the characteristics of the best of the Hold Steady and Lifter Puller songs — when push comes to shove, I bet Wayne from Winnetka could hold his own with Charlemagne from “Separation Sunday” — the track feels utterly singular in Finn’s body of work. With unsettling solemnity and uncanny deliberation, “God In Chicago” befits a Midwestern winter, icy and foreboding. It comes not in hollers, but in hushed tones, hinting at desperation and hiding fresh wounds. It’s a short story of a song that’s fixated on specificity: that Mexican restaurant near Midway, a left turn on Cermak, the Walgreens near the Hyatt. “God In Chicago” is an attempt at closure amid unfinished business and uncertain future.

We expect strong characters and compelling stories from Craig Finn, whether he’s recording solo or with the Hold Steady. We even expect beautiful details and excellent location scouting. But we didn’t expect a song as powerful, as specific, as lived in, as beautiful, as insightful, as risky as “God in Chicago,” one of the great surprises of 2017. The music is as simple as anything he’s ever done: just a few sad piano chords and a bruised chorus that never repeats. He doesn’t sing, either. Instead, he relates the story of two grieving souls in a matter-of-fact tone, speaking to you, direct and conversational, as casual as a tale told over beers but as serious as a eulogy. When he remarks, “We all want the same things,” you know exactly what he’s talking about, because this story he’s telling isn’t just about two people selling drugs and having a night in Chicago. It’s about you and me and our desire to find some brief escape from the beautiful horror of living.

“We All Want The Same Things” available now on Partisan Records.

“God in Chicago” written by Craig Finn & Josh Kaufman
Craig Finn – Vocals
Josh Kaufman – Bass
Sam Kassirer – Piano, Organ
Matt Barrick – Drums
Annie Nero – Additional Vocals

We often associate the strongest emotions with loudness: a scream, a belly laugh, an agonizing cry, but Louisville singer songwriter Joan Shelley proves on her self-titled fifth album that deeply felt emotions can exist just as comfortably alongside stillness and quiet, potentially more so. Like Townes Van Zandt, Shelley is most powerful telling bedside tales that can unexpectedly level you with a slight twist of phrase. Coming seven years into her career, this Jeff Tweedy-produced effort finds Shelley, who describes herself as an “open nerve,” with the confidence and sigh of relief that often comes in your 30s, able to feel and think all at once without feeling completely overtaken in self-doubt. Drawing skillfully from Appalachian musical traditions, this album is a reminder that great American roots music still exists and that despite a constant feeling of crowdedness in the field, a voice and a guitar can still be more than enough when put in the hands of the right artist.

This Kentucky native writes simply and straightforwardly, with a singsong cadence in her vocal melodies and a sense of gentle purpose in guitar playing. “Where I’ll Find You” uses those elements to speak softly about hard desire: “I blamed the wind when my legs shook/ but your eyes, that hungry look.” It’s all the more powerful for being so understated, as she can barely admit to feelings she can’t even name.

Alynda Lee Segarra’s fifth album as Hurray For The Riff Raff was a dramatic departure, as she jettisoned much of the rootsy sound of her previous records and wrote an ambitious concept album with sci-fi trappings and real-world implications. “Rican Beach” confronts the gentrification of immigrant neighborhoods in New York City and the displacement of settlers to the furthest outskirts of the boroughs. The song itself is a throwback to ‘70s salsoul and Fania Records, proving that urban Latin music is just as Americana as country or bluegrass.

 

Imagine Jesus at that uncomfortable Thanksgiving dinner where everybody’s trying not to bring up politics and you’ve got a good idea of the tone of Mark Eitzel’s solemn gem. It’s the perfect song for these perilous times, and he nurses his cynicism with all the wit and verve we’ve come to expect from him: “The soundtrack for everything I see is played by those hacks from the Titanic.” .

from “Hey Mr Ferryman” (2017), Decor Records

The title may or may not refer back to a line from Led Zeppelin’s “Stairway to Heaven,” but this single from Robert Plant’s latest solo album sheds some light on why he’s so reluctant to reunite that band. “The May Queen” is an invocation to the Muse from an artist who has accepted his mortality. “Out here the fire’s still burning, so long into my night,” he declares, making clear that tending his fire means moving forward, not backwards, and mapping out new continents.

Robert Plant’s “The May Queen” from his 2017 album, “Carry Fire”

Though the deceptively complex pop of “Quit the Curse” which marks the debut of Anna Burch, The Detroit singer/songwriter has been visible for the better part of her years-long career singing in the band Frontier Ruckus, or more recently co-fronting project Failed Flowers, but somewhere along the way a vibrant collection of solo material had slowly began taking form.

Growing up in Michigan, Burch’s fixation with music transitioned from a childhood of Disney and Carole King sing-alongs to more typically angsty teenage years spent covering Bright Eyes and Fiona Apple at open mic nights. By 18 she was deep into the lifestyle of the touring musician, After a few whirlwind years, exhausted and feeling a little lost, she stepped away from music completely to attend grad school in Chicago. This lasted until 2014 when she moved to Detroit and found herself starting work in earnest on solo songs she’d been making casual demos of for a year or so. Friends had been encouraging her to dive into solo music, and one particularly enthusiastic friend, Chicago musician Paul Cherry, went so far as to assemble a band around scrappy phone demos to push for a fully realized album.

“Writing songs that I actually liked for the first time gave me a feeling of accomplishment,” Burch said, “Like, I can do this too! But working with other musicians and hearing the songs go from sad singer/songwriter tunes to arranged pop songs gave me this giddy confidence that I’d never felt before.”

The process was drawn out and various drafts and recordings came and went as the months passed. By now Burch was playing low key shows and d.i.y. tours solo and had released some early versions of a few songs on a split with fellow Detroit musician Stef Chura. Even at a slow, meticulous pace, with every step the album took closer to completion, it felt more serious and more real. After a more than a year of piecemeal recording sessions, Burch was introduced to engineer Collin Dupuis (Lana Del Rey, Angel Olsen) who helped push things energetically home, mixing the already bright songs into a state of brilliant clarity.

The nine songs that comprise the album “Quit the Curse” come on sugary and upbeat, but their darker lyrical themes and serpentine song structures are tucked neatly into what seem at first just like uncommonly catchy tunes. Burch’s crystal clear vocal harmonies and gracefully crafted songs feel so warm and friendly that it’s easy to miss the lyrics about destructive relationships, daddy issues and substance abuse that cling like spiderwebs to the hooky melodies. The maddeningly absent lover being sung to in “2 Cool 2 Care”, the crowded exhaustion of “With You Every Day” or even the grim, paranoid tale of scoring drugs in “Asking 4 A Friend” sometimes feel overshadowed by the shimmering sonics that envelop them.

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“To me this album marks the end of an era of uncertainty. Writing songs about my emotional struggles helped me to work through some negative patterns in my personal life, while giving me the sense of creative agency I’d been searching for.”

Emerging from years spent as a supporting player, Quit the Curse stands as a liberation from feeling like Burch’s own songwriting voice was just out of reach — an opportunity, finally, for the world at large to hear what’s been on her mind for quite a while.

Two singles (“2 Cool 2 Care” and “Asking 4 a Friend”) have already been released to rave reviews, and now you can check out a third offering — “Tea-Soaked Letter”

“Comparisons to Courtney Barnett, Waxahatchee, and Eleanor Friedberger lie within her tight songwriting and infectious lyrics .” – The Line of Best Fit
[Burch’s] songs have some of the lo-fi finish and scrappy energy of 1990s indie-pop…but with a sharper edge. Frank and gratifying all the same, Burch’s tightly structured pop is an invigorating take on an evergreen sound.” – Pitchfork

releases February 2nd, 2018

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Early in 2017 Great Grandpa’s “Can Opener“ EP was released .I heard during an interview with vocalist, Alex, that their new album would be more expansive and varied than the EP, From my first listen of Plastic Cough, I knew this was exactly the type of band I like . Each track ricochets through tempo changes and angular riffs, while the vocals cut through and then collect for scream-along choruses. Great Grandpa’s lyrics leave you raging at the sky or collapsed on the floor in a puddle from track to track. The sheer variety of emotional energy leaves your mind reeling. As the guitars build a wave of warm fuzz. The album ends with a track about escaping zombies when you’re high, grab a listen to Plastic Cough

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Praise for “Plastic Cough”:

“One of the best records of 2017” KEXP

“’90s slacker-rock chord progressions; growing into moments of grungy noise; unraveling into poppy, palm-muted riffs; building and faltering; exploding and nearing silence with surprising precision.” -NPR

“Catchy, emotional rock… sound[s] like the best of Weezer. Only cooler.” – The FADER

“Plastic Cough echoes with loose meandering, jangly/angular guitar and ragged vocal harmonies, but upholding it all is attention to craft and accessibility. You can hear it clearly in the album’s quieter moments, which are many. These are skilled musicians making music that’s blatantly fun but also surprisingly subtle.” – City Arts Magazine

“[Teen Challenge is] a definitive example of everything that Great Grandpa does best: savvy, self-aware, and full of surprising musical moments that will keep listeners guessing throughout.” – KEXP (SONG OF THE DAY)

” …the Seattle quintet’s most compelling moment to..

released July 7th, 2017
Songs by Pat Goodwin, lyrics by Alex Menne, arrangements by Great Grandpa *

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It’s difficult to describe what it is exactly about Strange Ranger that has me in love with their music, but it is certainly some combination of the stream-of-conscious lyrics and the winding indie rock jams. Setting this album on a record player is like sitting down for a 5 course meal at a fancy restaurant. As I proceed through the track list, I digest each song fully, marveling at each facet and savoring the textures. There is a true depth to these tracks that may not be apparent on the 1st or even 10th listen. With Daymoon, Strange Ranger have miraculously recreated the success of Rot Forever and proved they have the skill to write great music for a long, long, time.

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Released October 6th, 2017

Isaac Eiger– vocals, guitars, some of the organ/keyboard
Fred Nixon– bass, some of the vocals, pump organ, casiotone mt-68 electronic musical instrument, piano, melodica, guitars on 6
Nathan Tucker– drums
Fiona Woodman– vocals on 1, 2, 13, casiotone mt-68 musical instrument on 15
Dookie + Sawyer– vocals on 9

Daymoon was recorded by Strange Ranger in Gerry’s room during the winter of 2016/17