Song of the Week: Army Navy – Crushed Like The Car

In his review of The National’s Trouble Will Find Me, The AV Club’s Josh Modell mused on the band’s songwriting: “at first it seems almost free of hooks, then six listens later it’s difficult to get it unstuck.” That sentence perfectly describes the music of LA power-pop group Army Navy, who are gearing up for their

Listen To This: CHVRCHES – Gun

Another day, another great track from CHVRCHES. Expectations for the Scottish band’s upcoming debut The Bones Of What You Believe have risen and risen with each song they’ve released, which would be dangerous were it not for the fact that they’re now four singles deep and there hasn’t been a clunker yet (not to mention the

Song of the Week: Shout Out Louds – Where You Come In

Optica, the fourth LP from Swedish quintet Shout Out Louds, really does deserve its own review: it’s turned out one of the best songs of the year, and the rest of the album is no slouch, either. “Where You Come In” is the type of glimmering, wistful pop the band does so well, a teasingly

Song of the Week: The Spinto Band – Shake It Off

The 1960s ended some forty-odd years ago, but enough bands seem stuck in that vacuum that you could be forgiven for thinking Lyndon B. Johnson was still in the White House. A single listen to Cool Cocoon reveals that Delaware outfit The Spinto Band share the same fondness for hazy harmonies and psychedelic flourishes as many

Song of the Week: Madi Diaz – Heavy Heart

Hot damn, can Madi Diaz write a melody. The longing folk confessional “Heavy Heart” could easily have wound up like Neko Case-lite, and the comparisons, thanks to Diaz’s slightly twangy voice and alt-country influenced songwriting, are still inevitable. But there’s plenty on Diaz’s very fine 2012 debut, Plastic Moon, to prove that she can hold her

Song of the Week: Miracles of Modern Science – Dear Pressure

Orchestration has become so commonplace in rock music these days (fine, but the last 50 years, but still), that initially, the concept of a band like New York-based Miracles of Modern Science sounds much less novel than it is: a five-piece who completely eschew guitars and bass in favor of violin, cello, double bass, and