The eighth episode of the Distant Stations podcast is now up!
Topics of discussion: Jeff has had too much coffee, Jimmy Carter is history’s greatest monster, The National’s High Violet, Brand New’s Deja Entendu, Pancreatic cancer is the literal worst, Of Montreal’s Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer? (with guest reviewer Rachel Annis), Fuck Pittsburgh, and Keegan is tricked into admitting that he likes U2.
The seventh episode of the Distant Stations podcast is now up!
Topics of discussion: Double-length bonus episode with guest reviewer Ansley Lee, The Arctic Monkey’s AM, The Gaslight Anthem’s Handwritten, Josh Ritter’s The Animal Years and The Historical Conquests of Josh Ritter, The Purity Ring’s Another Eternity, Taking Back Sunday’s Where You Want to Be, another shoutout to the mixed bag that is SXSW, and Soviet Soviet’s immigration woes.
With winter on its way out, it’s time to appreciate the cold, snow, and ice with an appropriate playlist. Wrap up in something warm, make some hot chocolate, and enjoy some songs about chilling. Literally.
The typical nice-guys-finish-last music that Ed Sheeran puts out usually makes me want to roll my eyes so hard that the sheer g-forces will remove my head from my body and send it spinning into the cold, unfeeling universe. That is to say, he’s a bit of a whiner overall. This poor-me, rich, white, Ron-Weasley-lookin’-motherfucker over here often plays the songs that my 7th grade Creative Writing class would call trite and a little sanctimonious.
Tl;dr- Calm the fuck down, Sheeran.
Which is why, it almost pains me to admit that I find myself constantly listening to his new album “Divide” in my daily life. While Im a long way from joining the -utterly insane- fandom on his tumblr sites, I will always admit when I’ve been wrong about a musician. Even if its only the one time.
If you, our listener/reader have ever wondered what I – the more negative of the two-headed dragon that is “Distant Stations”- consider amazing music, listen to this album. I’m tempted to tell you to stop whatever you’re doing and go patronize this musician; Buy his music, go to his shows, and find whatever official merch you can so that he will continue to produce more albums.
This group has been making music since 2002 when they came out of the gate with “Live in the Wetlands” and since then, they’ve been featured with some of the best artists in their genre (i.e. opening for Eric fucking Clapton, or being featured with Elton John and Leon Russel’s song “Theres No Tomorrow”, and even with Buddy Guy and Sly and The Family Stone). Oddly enough they’ve also made appearances with some pretty weird pairings outside of their genre as well (Ringo Starr, Ozzy Osborne, O.A.R, Santana, and Rob Thomas). Honestly, they’rejust showing off at this point.
The sixth episode of the Distant Stations podcast is now available for your listening pleasure.
Topics of discussion: Pardon our errant yelping, Zach Braff problems, Sunset Rubdown’s Dragonslayer, Atmosphere’s When Life Gives You Lemons, Paint That Shit Gold, The For Carnation’s The For Carnation (with guest reviewer Ryan Usher), Mark Kozelek is kind of a dick, and SXSW: the annual Austin shit blizzard.
Did you know that March is the most haunted month of the year? Sure, you’d think it’d be October or November. I certainly did. But you’d be dead wrong. Blame the Romans or something. Regardless, in keeping with that arcane bit of spiritual trivia, here’s a playlist about ghosts, phantoms, hauntings, and shades. Keep yourself safe out there – watch out for vengeful spirits, and always keep some kosher salt on hand. Ghosts hate that shit.
What the fuck is wrong with 2017? Seriously. Did someone find my old iPod from the 10th grade and think: You know what? We need all these bands to release some new singles this year just to fuck with this guy. I feel like his nostalgic angst will be the fuel that lights 2017 ablaze.
…anyway here’s “Wonderwall”
Just kidding. This is a new Linkin Park song. Kind of.
I wasn’t aware that it was 1999 and Incubus was, once again, making me want to drive around all night tonelessly singing along with their new song. Get it? Because that song was also called “Drive”?
God, I’m funny.
In all seriousness, Incubus has always been a band known for their ability to transcend genres and for expertly crafted lyrics; this new single is no exception to that rule. The song hits hard with metal guitar riffs and a frenetic energy that is reminiscent of albums like “S.C.I.E.N.C.E”. However, that fact may also be the biggest flaw. Continue reading