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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
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Category: Music
1401 Rosewood - near East Side Pies.
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Thursday, September 24, 2009
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Category: Fashion, Style, Shopping
READY THE JET:
New Record Highs: CD
You know the scene: the members of Spinal Tap are meeting with their
manager to assess what went wrong. Their request for a nineteen foot
replica of ....Stonehenge yielded a nineteen inch version of the same. The design was right, but the scale of the model was way off. New Record Highs suffers
a similar fate. The plan looks good—Post-Hüsker Dü Bob Mould or
Taang-era Lemonheads—but the scale, the magnitude, is a fraction of
what it needs to be. The guitars are soft and watery where they need to
be harsh and massive. The tempos are easy going where they need to be
frantic. “New Rules for June” and “Your Cinema” would have made a good
single—they’re faster, more aggressive—but the other songs are too
small. End result: a disc in danger of being trampled by dwarves. –Mike
Faloon (No Effort, myspace/readythejet)
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Monday, July 27, 2009
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Sunday, June 22, 2008
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Current mood:  awake
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
IIssue No. 62.
By Neal Agneta
If a band that has one foot in '80s Minneapolis and the other in Nova Scotia, Canada circa 1993 sounds appealing to you, then by golly, L.A.'s Ready the Jet fit the bill, dead-on. While the trio's mid-fi tact harkens back to indie-rock glory days of yore, New [New Record Highs] isn't a wholesale throwback. If anything, RTJ will make you a little wistful for the time when Husker Du and Dino Jr. ruled college airwaves. In fact, I almost had to do a double take to assure myself that Bob Mould himself wasn't peeling off the slashing power chords on the all-too-brief "Powerline City." Leave it to front man Matt Brooks to make certain that the precise amount of crunch, feedback, and sweet melodicism courses through the vein of every inspired track that lends itself to this excellent 38 minutes.
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