The continuing saga of a wholly irreverent new way of reviewing
albums! It's like sitting in a room with a bunch of jaded music
critics and getting a snapshot of how they feel about an album.
Honesty and first impressions are the key to the Bargain Basement. (opinions expressed may not hold true
after repeated listenings to albums)
Princes - Little Spaces
Paula: Ultra-chunky guitar sounds on post-emo songs that
rock rock real good. Just solid greatness. Simon: Right band, wrong singer. Sloppy early Soul Asylum,
Meat Puppets. Lyric thieves, numbingly repetitive. Randy: Sunny Day Real Estate rock. Solid. Blame Sonic
Youth if you must. Ryan: The band a girl with tattoos and black-rimmed glasses
would listen to cause it is too hip.
Bang! - Decked Out
Paula: Brilliant new wave music with jerky attitude. Like
modernized Devo, but much more sexy. Bitchin'. Simon: Lovely power pop. Ditch the chick. Divinyls, Cheap
Trick, Buggles, Berlin. Randy: Excellent hand-me-down rock. Single line guitar
picking, female vocals, bashing drums type stuff. Ryan: Neurotic new wave.
Eaton - Wish You Were Here
Paula: Super clean country-pop. Nice songs and superior
production, like a new Crack The Sky. Simon: Mature, fleshed-out, intelligent, pleasant &
honest rock. Tender and soothing. Best disc tonight. Randy: Sooooo tired of sensitive guys and their tender
naked emotions. Ryan: Almost country, but not Christian rock minus
Paula: Cleverly produced electro-pop from down under. Tight
grooves and phat beats. Excellent club rock! Simon: Jarring disco. Awful Peaches stuff some
50 year old broad loves the night life. Randy: Cool sounds. Pet Shop Boys, Dee-lite - this album
will spread H.I.V. Ryan: A low end Moby, minus a coherent theme.
Heavy Blinkers - The Night And I Are Still So Young
Paula: Orchestrated 70's pop with monster strings and great
harmonies. A bit soft & syrupy, but nice. Simon: Old Navy ad on 'ludes. Retro 60's college schlock
- Lettermen. The Association. Disgusting. Randy: No shit. Nothing wide-eyed here. Beach Boys with
stumble biscuits and white wine. Ryan: A bad PBS special. And then
Goetz - The Heavy EP
Paula: Thickly groovy pop music with a dark soul, brilliant
riffs, & tons of words squeezed in. Simon: Soul Coughing smart white rap. Why do hippies
dig this stuff? I like the white pussy. Randy: A little bit of Sublime, good groove. Johnny Depp
may be in this band. Ryan: Not really singing, more a coughing up of lyrics.
Not my flavor of jelly bean.
Trial - Forever
Paula: Amazing guitar tones on 70's style devil lyrics and
songs that remind of psychedelic Yardbirds. Simon: Garagey, slightly psychedelic paranoid rock. Steppenwolf,
Max Frost, Seeds. Psych out, man. Randy: I see horned-rim glasses, long hair and a bubbling
cauldron of lentil soup. Ryan: Dark 70's rock with an occasional bright burst.
- Caught By The Window
Paula: A group of Canadians playing some of the finest Britpop
of late. Very fine rock! Simon: Once they get out of bed, it's pretty decent.
Palo Alto gives us Barabas. Randy: Sounds like Bono. Good stuff. Can't help but think
this could be better than Coldplay. Ryan: Indie rock, but in a good way.
- In This Moment
Paula: Brilliantly produced grl pop sometimes Sarah
McLachlan, sometimes Jewel, always nice and crispy. Inspirational. Simon: People requiring ethical eating to animals. Randy: Soooo tired of sensitive guys and their .
Nevermind. It's a worldbeat folk chick. My bad. Ryan: Why don't cute girls write interesting songs? What
Boys - Ghetto Rock
Paula: Old wave chicks playing the non-disco Blondie side
of 80's rock. Varied musicality and fun. Simon: They rock without being cartoons. This is a genuine
rock band, but with chicks. Randy: Rock that you should purchase. Immediately. Ryan: Chicks singing aggressive lyrics, but not sounding
like shit. Joan Jett. Woo hoo!
& Groove Club - Groove Approved
Paula: Wilson Pickett-inspired rock and soul music filled
with horns and rife with gospel blues. Simon: Quite impressive full band soul. Percy Sledge
but with an even dumber name. Randy: Couldn't really give a fuck about this band. I've
been listening to death metal, Arch Enemy to be specific, for
over two weeks now in tha hopes that machine gun drumming would
dislodge all of the frets I've been having about almost everything,
from life, labor and love to impending world war. It's worked,
but not as well as this exercise ball I'm sitting on. Who would
have thought? Ryan: A fifties doo-wop-blues extravaganza. Anyone for
a sock hop?
Colored Orange - Hopelessly Incapable Of Standing In The Way
Paula: Low-beat 60's tinged organ pop. Lots of cool keyboards
and luscious arrangements. Calexico on acid. Simon: Great horns, blues and such then suddenly
America (the band) and some Crowded House. Randy: A cabaret as trippy as the name suggests. Ryan: Indie rock cabaret rock band that's heavy on the
- Weight Of The World
Paula: Screaming Trees style melodic hard rock. Lots of
great riffs and solid rhythms. Cool vocalist. Simon: Just so music. One step ahead of the hippies
bar rock needing a boost. Randy: Nice mixture of Springsteen and the Replacements. Ryan: Sprinkled with awesome guitar riffs, it keeps me
hoping, but left me wanting.
In Docs - Under A Different Sky
Paula: The Indigo Sheilas great acoustic pop with
brilliant lyrical references. Dynamic songs and beautiful voices. Simon: Nice folk-pop produced too bright. Women in Docs
and sundresses are hot. Randy: Dixie Chicks as sung bareback on a kangaroo. Ryan: Holy Cockney accent, Batman!
Artists - The Traveling Cowboy
Paula: Some nice guitar playing on cool country songs
but needs to be mastered. Badly. Simon: Lispy old prospectors doing shoddy songs with
store-bought lyrics. Somewhat endearing. Randy: Someone needs to learn to turn on the Dolby. I
haven't heard tape hiss in forever. Ryan: Betty doesn't rhyme with Chevy. Levee does, but
that's been used. Heavy. Bevy.