If it sounds as if the Mohawk Lodge has been working out in the interim between the release of their debut record, Rare Birds and Wildfires, you might be right. Everything about Wildfires is more muscular sounding. The guitars give up their nods towards country and pour on the squall instead; the vocals are even more foregrounded, yelping and quivering; the rhythm section is beefier and more confident. Heck, you only need to look at the title: before they were quietly studying rare birds and now they're busy burning the entire forest down.
By Amelia Raitt on 08.05.10 in Reviews
So maybe Eamon McGrath's characters drink and use drugs and go walking where they shouldn't. That's life, kids. And that's what McGrath's rough hewn voice and brusque observational poetry reflects; it's a craggy, but str...
By Amelia Raitt on 02.01.10 in Reviews
The Abramson Singers sounds like a big choral explosion — as if the ladies of Gleeabandoned their brassy pop harmonies and instead sang some gorgeously melancholic indie folk. So it may come as a surprise that the...
By Amelia Raitt on 08.18.09 in Reviews
The breezy charm of Canadian rockers Octoberman is well displayed on their third full-length album, Fortresses. Frontman Marc Morrissette sings in a hushed whisper, the perfect volume for wistful songs about lost loves a...
By Robert Ham on 02.25.15 in Features
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