Last Night: Monotonix at Rubber Gloves Rehearsal Studios

Montonix, Harlem, The Uptown BumsRubber Gloves Rehearsal Studios, DentonSeptember 24, 2009 Better than: imagining Yanni and Kenny G conceiving children. (Thanks to Michael Briggs of Gutterth Productions for passing along the above taping of the ENTIRE Monotonix set from last night. Check it out. Thanks, Michael!) Plus, check out photos…

Going To The Lounge On Elm Street This Weekend? Bring Your Own Booze

John Iskander of Parade of Flesh sent word that his next couple shows at the Lounge On Elm Street (Birds of Avalon on Saturday and Burst on Monday) will be BYOB. Fortunately, the situation is only temporary, according to Lounge co-owner Glenn Jackson. “Our liquor license expired [in August],” he…

Automorrow’s Going in the Studio–And You’re Invited

Last year, I was impressed by local rock act Automorrow and Diver, the band’s debut EP. Ben Napier and crew are one of the few area acts that can successful mix rock, reggae and punk without watering down any of those genres. Next month, though, the band is heading back…

Last Night: The Pains of Being Pure at Heart at Lola’s Sixth

The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, The Depreciation Guild, Cymbals Eat GuitarsLola’s Sixth, Fort WorthSeptember 24, 2009Better than: coming to the realization that I am not pure at heart–not in the slightest. With an additional guitarist added for its touring lineup, The Pains of Being Pure at Heart shyly…

Bonus MP3: The Uptown Bums — “This and That”

If you’ve already inked your fingers on our paper edition this week, then you know a lot more about The Uptown Bums than that the band’s opening for Monotonix tonight at Rubber Gloves. But, ’cause I interviewed every member of the band individually for the piece, loads of material for…

Last Night: Pink and The Ting Tings at American Airlines Center

Pink, The Ting TingsAmerican Airlines CenterSeptember 24, 2009 Better than: Lions, tigers, and cotton candy under the big top. Rachel Parker For more pictures from last night’s show, check out the slideshow.The Ting Tings got things started promptly last night, as a sprightly Kate White bounded onto the stage for…

The Airborne Toxic Event

There’s no denying just how derivative and calculating the music of The Airborne Toxic Event is. And while it would be easy to loathe the band out of hand—as Pitchfork did with its infamous 1.6/10 review of the act’s self-titled debut—the fact remains that The Airborne Toxic Event is pretty…

The Get Up Kids

The last time The Get Up Kids played the DFW area, they were second on a four-band bill at the Nokia Theatre. Just a few years before that, the band headlined (and packed) the original Door and the Ridglea Theater. But, sadly, for those who remember how powerful and impressionable…

The Secret Machines,…And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

The Secret Machines have been through a lot in the past two years. Although their first two albums received favorable reviews, disappointing sales cost them their major-label backing. Also came the news that founding member Benjamin Curtis was leaving the band to focus on his School of Seven Bells side…

Asobi Seksu

When Asobi Seksu released its self-titled debut in 2004, the New York City band (whose name means “casual sex” in Japanese) was on the cusp of the Britpop-influenced shoegaze resurgence. But while tinges of that echo-laden, effects-driven aesthetic have found their way into the mainstream over the past half-decade, the…

Busdriver, Abstract Rude

Los Angeles rapper Busdriver’s rack and pinion elocution corners like an Indy car, reaching speeds that would induce whiplash in his hip-hop peers. He sub-references the pop culture more profusely than Dennis Miller in his heyday, spinning lyrical webs elegant enough to rival Charlotte’s barnyard creations, and as dense as…

For The Uptown Bums, It’s All About The House

In recent months, The Uptown Bums went from churning out catchy, yet sloppy garage pop to producing a more confident, streamlined brand of, well, technically speaking, kitchen punk. And the band’s performances, as well as recent recordings, are better for the change. Once The Uptown Bums wrapped up its tour…

Boys Named Sue

Don’t let John Pedigo—or any of the Sues, really—fool you with their fronts about being a tongue-in-cheek, good-time party band content to simply perform goofy songs about drinking and partying and hanging out and, well, all that. Because while, OK, there’s a lot—a lot—of that on this disc, there’s more…

Grand Archives

Grand Archives’ 2008 self-titled debut is all about tension created by crescendos and decrescendos. Echoing drums slowly morph into steady beats; gently plucked guitars rev into heavy strumming. A meandering folk song can turn into rollicking pop at any minute. The anticipation that a song might shift its pace every…