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“We’re punch-drunk and happy to fucking be here,” proclaims Carrie Brownstein Monday night mid-set from the stage of The TLA, the most intimate room Sleater-Kinney have played in the City of Brotherly Love and Sisterly Affection since their stop at The Starlight Ballroom in the summer of 2006, on...
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When Wiretap Scars – the debut LP from Sparta, an El Paso-based post-hardcore outfit comprised of 3/5ths of the recently disbanded At The Drive-In – dropped, I was about to start my senior year of high school. The Spectrum, North Star Bar, and Trocadero still remained, Franklin Music Hall...
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Sometimes it just takes a pandemic… For me, it took a pandemic to give a fair shake to what I’ve been calling Sleater-Kinney 2.0. Sure, Dig Me Out and One Beat soundtracked much of my coolest years, and I’d seen the riot grrrl, power trio numerous times at the...
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2019 marks the twentieth anniversary of the self-titled debut of arguably the last truly great “Rock’N’Roll” band, Buckcherry. 20 years ago the Sunset Strip rockers rose to fame with “Lit Up,” possibly the ‘90s most anthemic ode to blow. They were equal parts glamorous sleaze and bluesy swagger, halfway...
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We’ve been big friends and fans of husband/wife Rob Kolar and Lauren Brown for quite a few years now, from their time as members of glam folk outfit He’s My Brother She’s My Sister, to their past several years as KOLARS, who...
“We’re punch-drunk and happy to fucking be here,” proclaims Carrie Brownstein Monday night mid-set from the stage of The TLA, the most intimate room Sleater-Kinney have played in the City of Brotherly Love and Sisterly Affection since their stop at The Starlight Ballroom in the summer of 2006, on...
When Wiretap Scars – the debut LP from Sparta, an El Paso-based post-hardcore outfit comprised of 3/5ths of the recently disbanded At The Drive-In – dropped, I was about to start my senior year of high school. The Spectrum, North Star Bar, and Trocadero still remained, Franklin Music Hall...
