Twin Sister will celebrate the release of their debut full length "In Heaven" at the Mercury Lounge on September 29, and they also announced additional support dates with Explosions in the Sky, Wild Beasts, and Pains of Being Pure at Heart. Today they are launching this video for "Bad Street," which was shot at lead singer Andrea Estella’s family’s house in Long Island and populated by her band mates, friends, and family.

Fate was cruel to Brian Cherchiglia on July 25th. Even though it had been rainy all day, the roof of his building had somehow caught fire. Now he couldn’t stop breaking strings. Smiling on the stage of The Rock Shop, Cherchiglia, guitarist and lead vocalist for The Bottom Dollars, swapped out his first borrowed instrument (his own had already broken) for a second. Lightouts had already taken the stage and then their gear with them, but final act and Deli Artists of July 2011 The Nuclears had a seemingly endless guitar supply in their rock arsenal, and would never leave fellow musicians in need.
But through the power of positive thinking (and drinking), Cherchiglia, Evan Berg (drums, backing vocals) and Doug Guttenberg (bass, backing vocals) persevered like professionals and rolled out a set of analog rock, suffused with blues and muddled with folk. Imagine The Raconteurs with some Cake, including a "Satan Is My Motor" cover. Near the end of the band’s on-stage odyssey, Dyalekt of Deathrow Tull joined them for a song titled "Peace and Anarchy." And peace (or the rock version anyway) inside of anarchy was just what The Bottom Dollars had accomplished, broken strings be damned. Take that, fate. Now if only the roof would stop smoldering. –allison levin

The Trashies return from a three year dormant period with their new LP Space Jam!  The Trashies, as you can imagine from their name, are not an ambient project.  They’re a thrashy, psycho-garage outfit that incorporate musical elements ranging from The Stooges to Bo Diddley.  They’re not the tightest band in the world, but they’re not trying to be, and if that’s what you’re looking for in garage music of this brand, you’re missing the point.  Sloppy, thumpin’ backbeats lay the groundwork for catchy, hook-laden guitar riffs that even sound sweaty.  The songs on Space Jam are all short punk-jams, clocking in under three minutes, with the exception of "Bug Smoker," which is typical of their last few albums (which I’m obviously just trying to work in here so I can type their very perfect names), Let it be Trashed, Taz Tattoo, and Fartstorm.  "I wanna Destroy," the probable hit of the album, is below, along with tour dates.  Total Fest sounds fun.          

The Trashies on Tour
August 5th @ The Funhouse – Seattle, WA
August 6th @ SMMR BMMR – Portland, OR
August 12th @ Total Trash Fest – Oakland, CA
August 14th @ LA Record Psycho Beach Party – Los Angeles, CA
August 19th @ Total Fest – Missoula, MT

All shows w/Shannon and the Clams. More tour dates will be confirmed shortly.

The Trashies Space Jam by andrews247

Brooklyn via Austin one-man-(electro)-band Neon Indian will return this fall with a new release entitled "Era Extraña", an album entirely written in an efficiency apartment in Helsinki. Alan Palomo is sharing the single "Fallout" with us at www.neonindian.com – in exchange for our email address. Era Extraña, is the follow-up to the 2009 debut Psychic Chasms, which created well deserved waves of buzz in the music blogosphere and beyond. The record is reported to have a darker sound that (quoting the press release) "tosses somewhere between an 8-bit shoegaze record and peering through the fence of a teenage apocalypse drive-in flick." I don’t think we could have come up with a description as intriguing…

NYC’s Savoire Adoire entertained us for quite some time with deliciously well crafted synth pop gems, and we are intrigued to hear that the band’s singer is releasing a solo EP under the DEIDRE moniker. The two songs available for streaming feature a very playful approach, that borderlines bubble-gum pop in the EP single "Classic Girl". The simple arrangement is enriched by interesting production touches, ranging from B52’s inspired naughty keyboard stabs, to atmospheric, heavily effected twangy guitars, and other electronic textural elements. The EP "Curious Parcels" will be released on August 2, don’t miss DEIDRE’s release party at Pete’s Candy Store on July 28 with other entertaining NYC based bands Starlight Girls, Wavebreaker and Little Anchor.

 

What do you get when you combine Arcade fire, Balkan Beat box, Antibalas and Tom Waits’ band together? Captain Planet? Folk Voltron? Well, sort of… The Sway Machinery is a border-crossing five-piece containing a member from each of these landmark bands. Equal parts baroque-pop songwriters and folk music curators, this band takes the Jewish tradition of Cantorial singing and attaches it to a swinging brass section with Ivory Coast percussion holding it all down. It’s something you’re not likely to find at many synagogues, but luckily they’ve found a home here in Brooklyn. The band comes back from Mali where their new LP was just recorded earlier this year (The House of Friendly Ghosts, Vol. 1 off JDub) to play at 92YTribeca on August 2nd. Make sure and come early to see my favorite ethnomusicologist/DJ Awesome Tapes from Africa begin your overseas journey before the band takes the stage at 9pm. – Mike Levine

NYC via Philly MC Nyle‘s new project is blowing eardrums and popping eyeballs. His “TRAILER” mixtape, named from the infamous Brooklyn Trailer Park where he lived during much of the album’s production, is both an aural as well as a visual gem. Not content just to bang in your headphones, Nyle has built a visual accompaniment so that when you DJ your next dorm room party with YouTube, you’ll be able to fullscreen the vids for full visual "pimpocity". The raps are solid, the beats are properly ferocious, the guest spots are noteworthy, and the visuals are mesmerizing! More at nyleraps.com! – BrokeMC

Exitmusic isn’t exactly what you would call an "in your face" indie band – quite the opposite. Drawing inspiration from the uber-dreamy atmospheres of Cocteau Twins and the lynchian semi-nightmares of other 4AD bands from the 90s like Cranes and This Mortal Coil, this duo of Brooklynites crafts what on record sounds like some of the best psych pop we heard in a while (although Lia Ices – on the cover of our 25th issue – and also signed to Secretly Canadian, is The Deli’s reigning queen in that category). In this digital track, drenched in reverb and suggestive lyrics, we also hear some Twin Sister elements in the vocals. We’ll have the opportunity to check these guys live at Pianos, where they are holding a residency. The next show is on July 26 – recommended to all the shoegazer maniacs out there.

 

Hit snooze. The Sleepwalkas have crafted a somnambulist’s wet dream. The primarily loop-based beats on this album are hot and fresh out of the oven with a flavor recalling many a late-90s and early 00’s summer jam. The lyricism, which shines in its positivity and candor, is full of that MC bravado established by the originators of the artform. Guest appearances by local superstars Homeboy Sandman and Sadat X add extra spice, and are further augmented by a ferocious verse from ex-Sleepwalka Vexed-Lo. The Sleepwalkas exemplify that dreaming big is just the first step towards living large. – BrokeMc

There is something terribly wrong with calling Meaghan Burke a songwriter. Like vodka, the more you question the effects, the blurrier they become. Meaghan Burke is not an artist whose musically over-educated past is a primer for making marketable pop music. Her sound embraces the odd nuances contained in love affairs with free improvisation, lingering music school sadism, a career geographically split between New York and the Vienna intelligentsia.
Meaghan sings jazzy, approachable melodies over cello accompaniments that channel every possible incarnation of Western music all at once. It’s impossibly beautiful but in no way forgiving. Her fingers race in preparation of cadenzas and the orchestration seems totally unrelated to what pours out of her mouth. And then even in moments where one might be so inclined to say, finally: "Yes, OK! She is a songwriter! This part has been pretty for almost a minute…" But then, when you listen closely to what she’s actually singing about, with this voice of hers like an oven, crackling with past lives on newspaper, burning, and, well, it’s not ok. Because what she’s created is too personal, too direct and unusual to claim she’s a songwriter – which sounds categorically absurd but it’s true – it’s like she’s a songwriter, imploded. She’ll sing about anything; bed bugs, the Gowanus, even boyfriends – but look, seriously, it just doesn’t sound right. She squeals and bleeps intermittently like suddenly we’re in a car. Her timing is too dark and immense and she can’t play at this coffeehouse… And then she’ll do this thing where she starts to sing in German. – You can see/hear Meaghan next at Sidewalk Cafe on August 12th @ 9pm.  – Valerie Kuehne