Modern Americana blues from Hawthorne, CA — home of Black Flag and the Beach Boys, though these guys sound more like Grandaddy.
Lonely, loping folktronica with a healthy shoegazer sheen.
Maria May and Allison LaBonne’s angelic duets herald heartbreak with exquisite simplicity (“there is only air/where I used to care”).
Mr. Barbee, a pro skater, makes music like he rides his skateboard: he finds his groove and gets all improv and jazzy on you.
Calexico sound at home in whatever spin they put on their decidedly Southwestern flavor — from smoldering mariachi (“Stray”) to box-step blues (“Sunken Waltz”). Tequila not included.
Artful (but not artsy) soundtracks for the thinking person who still wants to walk away humming a tune.
Demos from the 2002 album Moving Up Country. Tasty. These two have the lovely, unpretentious quality that one only finds with demos.
Just when you thought Sam Beam’s unassuming masterpiece The Creek Drank the Cradle couldn’t be outdone… check the pure intimacy of “Naked As We Came.”
Intricate, next-level folk music from Fridge bassist Adem Ilhan.
John Darnielle may not be singing into his trusty Panasonic boom box anymore, but his incisive, tuneful narratives are as raw and compelling as ever.