Greetings and welcome to the first “Top 5 shows of the weekend” of 2018! It has been a slow start to the year, but that’s about to change for the better. We’ve been looking forward to a couple of these ones in particular for quite some time and it’s not supposed to get below freezing […]
Trump is still standing, the internet is no longer free and open, and we’re one year closer to the dreaded L train shutdown. But hey, at least we can finally dance… to these twenty-five albums.
Welcome to This One Goes to Eleven’s fourth-annual, year-end metal meltdown. By now you know the drill—I write a blurb about the records I liked best, you disagree, we go our separate ways until the new year. This year, however, there is one major tweak to the formula: Instead of tackling the entire planet’s musical […]
I’ve seen Nada Surf twice this week, so it has already been a successful one (You Know Who You Are came out on the 4th of March via Barsuk Records, get it!). The weather this weekend is going to be quite delightful so make sure you get out during the day before slinking off into the night […]
This is metal. March always comes in like lion. Check out all the requisite insanity below and make sure to stay tuned for a rad TOGTE announcement in the coming days.
Between 30 inches of snow and the pitiless winter illness that blew in on it, I’m running on veritable empty this week, so please forgive me if we just skip the usual pleasantries and get at it. The completion of this damn thing may well depend on it.
If you’re reading this, congratulations on surviving another week. As a reward, there are some excellent shows to be seen this weekend, free of invented “buzz”, just hands-on DIY venues and bands doing what they love.
Alright everyone, settle in and savor this one, because not only is there a Costco-sized of new sonic insanity on tap, but it’s also the last you’re going to get for a fortnight on account of my upcoming “summer vacation” (if you want call a long weekend in Cooperstown such a thing). Apologies in advance […]
It’s a slower week here at the metal lake house, so grab your finest pair of black cut-offs, double bass kick back, and enjoy the late 3rd quarter calm before the 4th quarter storm. Oh, and if you’re thirsty, the beer is in the fridge, as always.
With the dog days looming and a fistful of rad releases in wait, let’s forego the pleasantries this week in lieu of sheer, cold-hearted efficiency. Something tells me I won’t hear too many complaints about that when all is said and done, anyway.