Phoebe Bridgers at The Amp
Phoebe Bridgers continues her world takeover one spellbinding show at a time, and last week was no different when she
Jay Reatard, 1980-2010
I miss things. I miss old friends, certain times, and specific places, but mainly, I miss the way things used
R.I.P. Jay Reatard
I don't want to devalue the early departure of any musician I might be blindly overlooking, but I feel like
Charles Manson, Racist Pandas, Real Estate
All the shit that's fit to link. Remember when the New York Times made Jay Reatard look like a hick
Montreal Pop Fest
What would you do for the Pop Fest up north? On one side of the spectrum, there’s “nothing,” and on
Pains of Being Boring at Heart still make really pretty songs
While Jay Reatard may be guilty for making jokes that befit a fourth grader putting down his little sister, it's
I think Jay Reatard is trying to say something about his mom
. . .And maybe bedwetting too. I think Freud would have had a good old time dissecting the meaning behind
New Jay Reatard song sort of blows my mind
No, seriously, it does. Owning a good bulk of his earlier records, I never thought he would produce the best
Goodbye Boozy, Useless Eaters, Okie Dokie, Ty Segall + Mikal Cronin
In a similar vein to our Sacred Bones features, this week we've got a batch of fantastic singles from Italy's
Crate Digger: Tall Dwarfs “The Brain That Wouldn't Die”
<p>It was reported the other day that Flying Nun Records founder, and one-half of the seminal New Zealand lo-fi duo
