Kicking A Can Of Worms

Damn. I don’t know what it is about Metz that really gets me wired up and ready to take on an army of replicant Ninjas with laser eyes, but I feel 10 feet tall, part man/part machine, and all jagged indifference when I listen to them. There’s an anxiety-driven angst in their music that pushes […]

Beach House : Thank Your Lucky Stars

While I consider Beach House to be a special sort of band, I’d never consider then to be particularly prolific. This is a band that takes a good couple years in between albums in order to cultivate and organically grow a Beach House record. That sort of melancholy and malaise doesn’t just grow on trees(unless […]

Beach House : Depression Cherry

Did you ever hear an album that feels like an emotional punch in the gut? Something that squeezes your innards until you want to collapse into a puddle of overwrought, bawling mess on the floor? Sure you have. Nick Drake, Elliot Smith, Jeff Buckley, and The Zombies have all done it to me in the […]

Metz : II

Metz seem to have found that perfect recipe for brash, explosive anger and have no plans of changing that recipe. Not even slightly. On their follow-up to their 2012 debut album the Canadian trio seemed to be on a mission of destruction and mayhem. That record took the blueprint of bands like Big Black, the […]