Oakland garage rockers The Helltones bring a beachy, modern doo-wop vibe to their new album Medusa (out Nov. 17), drawing inspiration from psychedelic surf, soulful Americana & retro rhythm and blues; its harmonized backing vocals, sun-kissed hand claps, grooving organ and overdriven guitar create a cinematic album about love, addiction, picking fights, making up and navigating adulthood while maintaining your sanity.
You can hear that lush and limitless vibe throughout Beekeeper Spaceman. Today we are pleased to premiere a new taste of the album in the form of “Ninety Five,” which sports a crunchy post-punk feel and a steadfast sense of sadness about the fact that most of us grow out of childlike wonder.
Born out of an online multimedia project called Fire Bones, the duo—primary songwriter/ singer/guitarist Greg Brownderville and producer/multi-instrumentalist Spencer Kenney—have shared bills with artists like Erykah Badu, Leon Bridges, Shakey Graves and Black Pumas, and have been lauded in both local music outlets (Dallas Observer, Central Track) and national literary publications (Vol. 1 Brooklyn, Virginia Quarterly Review, LITHUB). Brownderville is editor-in-chief of the literary magazine Southwest Review and author of three books of poetry, while Kenney fronts a solo electro-pop project under his own name and is involved with a variety of acts on the Dallas-based Dolfin Records label.
Today, we are pleased to debut the new video by Super Cassette!
On Super Cassette’s new album, the band mixes whimsical ’80s video game references with, oh you know, THE IDEA IF LIFE IS EVEN WORTH LIVING? The band’s new track, which seems inspired by AJJ, Jeff Rosenstock, and classic era Tegan and Sara, finds the group juggling heavy question with Nintendo bleeps.
Indie-pop songwriter Shane Rennison’s Nice To Meet You EP is an earnest five-track collection of songs that feel like a peek into Rennison’s wide-open heart and his beloved home in the Catskill Mountains of New York. That’s where he made many of the memories that fuel his music, which recalls the craftsmanship of The 1975, the sugary synth highs of Passion Pit and the effortless pop prowess of Harry Styles.
With a band name like Old Heavy Hands, you know there ain’t no messing around with this group of rock and roll lifers from Greensboro, NC. Somewhere between the rugged worlds of Drive-By Truckers, Lucero and Whiskey Myers, Old Heavy Hands might be their most under-valued cousin in the Southern Rock meets punk and Americana island – it’s no wonder they are referred to as “”y’allternative”.