It's early for me, myself and I. Sitting here full of tea, good health and pie. In Times of Chrises such as thee. Reviews come easy for us, ourselves and we.
Berkeley Social Scene: Easy listening to soothe the soul. But such a long bridge, too empty to know. Musically wonderful, as so often from the Scene. Needs a little more energy, but overall quite keen.
Billy & The Psychotics: Sometimes neurotic in need of narcotics, breathes the voice of an angle and rock so bionic. Lead guitar that sits high on the podium, to create a new genre of metal called heavy Rhodium. ..ugh
hillbilly: Don't need to see your name to know you're from the hills. Just like Jed Clampett or the singer Bob Wills. This song was short and sweet, quite like myself you say. But it is well done, like a mignon of filet.
Jan Krueger: What can be said of a piece so Depeche? Not lacking of voice, but drums don't quite mesh. Although not bad, I'm speaking the truth. This musical martini just needs more vermouth.
Life in Decibels: Dynamically rhythmic with sounds so charismic. I groove as I listen but find no changismic. Not a bad start to this half finished song, but it even finished early, like a pre-ejacing dong.
Micah Sommer: Voices oh so barbershop, that work so well in this song. There is a pitch off here and there, but not enough to be wrong. If the electricity was out and no instruments to play, I'd get a group together and probably do the same.
Monkey Touchers: I like that you like to mic all your psych. It's fun to make noise, like riding a bike. But often I wonder if I'm missing the point, or is this over my head until I smoke a joint?
Monotone Destroyer: Destroyer, destroyer, the food rhyme deployer. Rappin' 'bout a crisis like Diane Sawyer. Pizza and gummy bears, pepperoni and mummies. This song gives me a headache in the pit of my tummy.
Naked Philosophy: What would I do in time of crisis? I'd drive around town and buy all the spices. I'd weigh them all out while enjoying this track. Then sell them in little bags like street corner crack.
Ross Durand: Ross Durand, the folk singin' man. Always a fine story and the skills that can. Do what you've got to do is human nature of course, and for me this song comes through with full G-force.
sonofsupercar: I was told of treble, the phone ripping off kind. But I hear not this claim, only rock that is fine. Sure a little polish can be useful for all. But for all to be polished makes a world full of dull.
Ux Mpuzm: This song scares me I must admit. Trying to put me in a trance like Hypnotoad shit. If I start waking up with blood on my hands, then you succeeded world domination as the Ux Mpuzm band.
The Various Artists: German industrial with no words of region. So just an instrumental with industrial seasons. A pounding beat that makes me pump fist, that makes me smile like I've just been kissed.