Sean Yeaton is a brilliant bizarro and also the bassist of Parquet Courts. Whenever the band goes on tour, he has this recurring dream about a labyrinthine subway system and a vague destination he never reaches. We had an analyst interpret the nightmare.
Straightened hair, snakebite piercings, straight guys kissing—what a time to be alive.
When it comes to venues in Chicago, you can take your pick.
It's rare to find the equipment and playing partners you need to make music behind bars, but a rock trio called the Institution managed it.
It's just as weird and fractured as the band's music.
While the inspiring force behind the band's sound is obvious, the songs remain deeply introspective without being too self-serious.
A candid look at the inner workings and anxieties of the Brooklyn-based electronic-pop duo, whose sophomore album dropped today.
"The toughest part of being metal in Tauranga was the sand, and walking down to the beach in Dr. Martens with your pants tucked into your boots."
I don't really get why this band exists, but I am glad they do.
We spoke to the artist about Australian landscapes and being good at everything.
It sounds like Arcade Fire after the apocalypse.
The music has all the familiar trappings of the post-rock genre, but the band pulls influences from the Beach Boys to Failure to create something wholly unique.
"I think albums like these are themes or open-ended scores for people who imagine stories in their heads," Carpenter said. "You provide the images. I'll provide the music."
The album is tastefully weird and complex, but manages to stay unpretentious. It's a nice reminder that you can still experiment without sounding shitty and indulgent.
I stopped wearing band shirts in high school. I gave them up because whenever I wore one to a party or a group hang, within 0.3 seconds I'd be bailed up by some interminable Music Dude.
Maryland-based Two Inch Astronaut has a throwback sound that channels the sludgy math rock of the 90s.Their new track is an angsty opus that features intricate instrumentation and envy-inducing technique.
Band for Life is a comic about Guntit, the most fucking roundest band in the world. In this episode, they go to a holistic instrument repair shop.
When you call your event an "Underground Music Showcase"—the title of Denver's 14-year-old local music festival—are you obligated to adhere to all the weird rules and intricate politics of indie culture, no matter how big you get?
When Kris Kirk isn't making noise in his band DOSES, he's collaborating with photographer Madison East, shooting images of their stupid punk lives in LA.
This is Band For Life, a weekly comic in which weird aliens or possibly mutants or maybe just odd-looking people have a rock band together. In this installment, the band argues and tries to write a song and then argues some more.
Band for Life is a candy-colored comic about a rock band of ne'er-do-wells called Guntit and their attempts to keep it together. In this episode, Guntit's performance turns unsurprisingly violent, and Linda has to whomp some people.
After having his hands cut off by Adrian, the asshole with the stupid haircut considers retaliating against the Boys.
Nothing like spending a day eating pills with your bandmates in the park.
In this week's installment of Band for Life, the day of Guntit's first show has arrived, but Animal, the band's drummer, is fighting to keep it together.