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Bearing one of the cutest singer/songwriter names ever, England’s Little Boots stomps out her newest album, Nocturnes, with adorable results. Victoria Hesketh plays a bevy of instruments—most of them electric—and produces a positive, electropop care package containing a handful of gems, secured on all sides with fluffy, French vanilla filler. The emotional and whole-note driven “Motorway” opens Nocturnes, and is a great segue into the heart and “sole” of the album, “Confusion,” a multilayered, thought-provoking pop song. Read More
I first saw Mykki Blanco perform in a grimy warehouse in Providence, Rhode Island. I was bone-tired after a week of grueling exams, and the only reason I was at the concert at all was because my friend dragged me to the performance, claiming I just had to see this. The venue was cramped, hot, and sweaty, and I almost felt myself regretting the decision until Mykki entered the room like a crescendo. She turned us all from exhausted students into her enthusiastic, ardent fans with one song. Mykki Blanco is an artist in all senses of the word: a poet, a rapper, an actor, a writer. Read More
When I tell Loke Rahbek of the Danish band Vär that their debut LP No One Dances Quite Like Our Brothers (Sacred Bones Records) makes me feel like I’ve just drank a little too much GHB, he tells me he actually likes the description. It makes sense to equate Vär’s dark, sludgy electronic feast to the drug commonly associated with date rape. “I knew a guy who died from GHB once,” Rahbek says.  I tell him that you have to be careful on GHB and not mix it with anything else or even take too big of a dose. It is, after all, a date rape drug. Read More
    No matter how much you love your job, sometimes you just need to blow off steam at the end of the week. We feel ya. So why not unwind from the work week with two things you love: BUST and drinks? On Thursday, June 6, the BUST team'll be heading to Heathers in NYC's East Village for a post-work happy hour. Join us from 6:30 to 8:30 PM for a set of booty-shakin' retro tunes spun by DJ Sheila B, free issues of BUST, and a plethora of stress-reducing drink specials. BUST readers, BUST lovers, lovers of BUST lovers, roommates, friends, parents, and grandparents are all welcome. Read More
Okay, to suggest that Brooklyn band Sharkmuffin has their sights on total world domination may be a stretch. However, their recently released EP, She-Gods of the Champagne Valley, IS the perfect summertime album for girls who dreamed of being Tura Santana when they were little. And whether they're dedicating a single to Pussy Riot, or playing at feminist art houses (hauses?) guitarist Tarra Thiessen and bassist Natalie Kirch have developed a sound that’s raw and rock while still being tongue-in-cheek playful. Read More
You know your secret dark place you go to in your mind that feels all comfy and shit despite the cold puddles of despair and dark hallways of longing? (Whoa, Mr. Dramatic.) You know you shouldn’t be lingering there, but like picking a scab or cracking your knuckles, the hurt is just too good. Nadine Shah’s new single “To Be a Young Man” from her forthcoming album Love Your Dum and Mad has received quite the bit of praise from the indie music Pressosphere and I say it is my leading “hang out in the dark on a sunny day” album of choice. Read More
Any music fan worth her salt has a well-worn copy of the Breeders' Last Splash on her shelf. It defies classification--not quite punk, not quite riot grrrl--but it is, without question, iconic. Packed with delightfully off-kilter noise pop gems, it's an all-time classic of alternative rock. Even the notoriously picky taste arbiters at Pitchfork agree--it's ranked (a shockingly low) 64 on their list of Top 100 Albums of the 1990s. For the 20th anniversary of the LP's release, the Breeders have reunited the original Last Splash lineup for a tour celebrating their platinum-selling album. Read More
I was lucky enough to catch the sold-out Little Boots show this past Tuesday night (in my business clothes, no less) , and lemme tell ya, good night, nurse! I strolled into the Music Hall of Williamsburg just as first opening band, Feathers, took the stage. All hail Feathers! They played the hell out of the best songs on their debut album, If All Now Here, filling the hall with their ominous, dance-y sound. I didn’t want it to end, and my only complaint about their set is that it was too short. Read More
Going to an Akron/Family show is like attending a hipster tent revival, so it’s fitting that the band’s sixth album is full of psychedelic hymns for its flannel-clad brethren. Mixing folk-y melodies with strange rhythms and switching time signatures and tempos constantly, the band has fully realized its signature genre on Sub Verses: prog folk. Expansive opener “No Room” is a primal waltz with a grinding, repetitive drumbeat and soaring, chant-like vocals. Read More
  As a self-identified geek and longtime Music-Obsessed Human, I’ve tried more than my fair share of headphones. Nobody wants to spend all their dang beer money on a crazy-fancy pair, but I’m definitely willing to shell out a bit of cash for quality sound and good construction that’ll withstand some abuse. I’ve tried everything from the ultra-cheap earbuds at Best Buy to massive 1960s-era Pioneer headphones (thanks, eBay!), but I’ve had nitpicky issues with most of them. Read More