Busta Rhymes - Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God

November 5, 2020Reviewstheneedledrop1 Comment

At 22 tracks and nearly 80 minutes, ELE2 is a slog made mostly worthwhile by Busta Rhymes' virtually unrivaled proficiency and personality on the mic.

Bill Callahan - Dream River

September 24, 2013ReviewsadminComment

The latest full-length from singer-songwriter Bill Callahan is a wonderful display of adventurous, tender folk instrumentation and poetic lyricism.

Thundercat - Apocalypse

June 10, 2013Reviewsadmin6 Comments

Thanks for some muddy mixes and a lack of interesting production, Thundercat's second full-length, Apocalypse, is nowhere near as enthralling has his first.

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Chelsea Wolfe- Ἀποκάλυψις

August 18, 2011Reviewsadmin3 Comments

On her sophomore album, Chelsea Wolfe brings together ten pieces of straight up darkness. But what makes the dreary, depressing feelings on this album so palatable is that Wolfe attacks this darkness from multiple angles with noise rock guitars, doom metal riffs, ambient soundscapes, smooth beats, and blood-curdling snarls. While all the songs head roughly in the same direction, they find various ways to do it without adding up to an album that feels disjointed or scatterbrained.

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Bill Callahan- "Bathysphere"

May 9, 2011VideosadminComment

When independent music's top-notch musicians tour through Dublin, Trig Films is there to catch it in stark, beautiful black and white footage. This dude's been watching the channel for a while, and I've only seen his stuff get better and better since he's introduced himself.

This video is the latest from Trig, and it's Bill Callahan and his band playing a track from his Smog days. The track, "Bathysphere," comes off the 1995 album Wild Love. If you haven't checked out Callahan's latest album, Apocalypse, do so, my friend.

Bill Callahan- Apocalypse

April 25, 2011Reviewsadmin2 Comments

The overarching theme on Apocalypse seems clear, but the chapters in this story are kind of vague, making it difficult for me to really get into this album. As usual, the instrumentation behind Callahan's deadpan vocals is simple and honest. It serves mostly as a stage for his poetic musings about Drovers, a self-sunk boat, a marriage gone sour, and American values.

Though I wouldn't say anything on this LP is offensively bad, it's definitely not my favorite Callahan album. Enjoyed a few tracks, but not much more.