On December 13th, Irish-Canadian collective The Orange Kyte unveiled their latest offering, Carousel. Resplendent in nature, the album is a well-rounded ball of energy, bringing the band’s specific brand of psych to the masses without missing a (literal) beat. Impressive reverb, charming percussion, and a rock mentality drive this album from the start with upbeat tracks “Masquerade!”, “The Modern Dar Saints”, easing into the more moderately paced “Distractions”. The song itself feels like a mild distraction, melancholic in sound, but is just as gorgeous as its predecessors.
“C.O.P.” picks it back up, injecting a certain amount of surf rock influence into the guitar. “Little Death Balloon” also operates quickly, though you almost expect it to come in with more of a My Chemical Romance-leaning rock ballad sound. Nope, it’s very 60’s and very alluring. “Demonstration Garden” is the leisurely track to follow, a song best suited for the background of your next dinner party. “Sea of Love/Ocean of Hate” comes in frantically, a true toe-tapper if ever there was one.
If the saxophone intro in “Infinity Rope” were any indication that the gorgeous climax of an 80s rom com were about to take place, we wouldn’t be surprised. The song itself is one of our favorites on the album, so definitely take a moment to appreciate its layers. Though “Downfall” has a very heavy title, the soundscape is light, experimental almost in nature. The opening sounds very other-worldly, and constant whirring in the background makes it all feel very technical and almost futuristic as well.
“Captain Ron” keeps the party going, slowing the pace a bit in the middle of the track, so that your heart rate can revert to its normal pace in time. So much excitement in one album is a lot to handle, but is an absolute pleasure to experience.
Exploding out of the Bay Area, garage-surf rockers The Silhouette Era have just dropped a brand new track, “Waste Me”. “Waste Me” is the first single off The Silhouette Era’s new self-titled EP, due for release on June 22. Their self-titled EP follows the success of their 2015 record Beacons, as well as other singles.The San Francisco based band is made up of drummer James Findlay, bassist Clayton Payton, guitarist Sean Thompson, and vocalist/guitarist/keyboardist Carlos J Gonzalez.
Now, the four-piece anticipates the release of their upcoming EP with killer track “Waste Me”. With a vivacious start, “Waste Me” features not only gritty instrumentation but also hard-hitting lyricism – all set on a danceable, carefree rock soundscape. “Waste Me” will wake you up and have you on your feet in no time. From the truly garage-rock intro to the more laid-back vocals, “Waste Me” showcases The Silhouette Era’s ability to bridge sub-genres and soundscapes to create their own unique sound that’s sure to please a wide variety of rock devotees. “Waste Me” is not a track to miss, so check it out today!
Power pop rocking Canadians Danny Laj & The Looks have a new single ‘left right to one’ that was released digitally on March 30th, 2018. I went and checked out the bands’ bio and was instantly intrigued when I read their influences. “Peanut butter and banana hotdogs.”
That kind of humor will give you some insight into what to expect musically. This has got to be a fun.
And sure enough “Left Right To One” is nothing short of a fun-loving feel good song.
The track starts up like a loud high energy pop rock freight train right out of the gate.
Laj is a Canadian scene veteran who has put in his time working from the ground up and has established a sound that is reminiscent of an old-school fun pop-rock guitarist.
“Left Right To One” is a witty and monumental tribute to sharing interests, life experiences, and enjoying rock n roll with bassist Jeanette Dowling. A true celebration of a unity that was written in the stars. Rounding out the rest of the band are members Mike Duffield – Drums and Dan McMahon – Keys. With a surf rock vocal style, a George Thorogood guitar style, a faint organ in the background and non-lexical vocables in the chorus singing,”oh la la la”, “Left right to one” will fill the air with old-school radio power pop rock good times with a modern approach.
I loved the mid-song breakdown how everything got a little quieter with light backing vocals, steady bass, palm muted rhythm, and gentle drum taps that gradually led up to a powerful guitar solo. The solo is an in the pocket groove more so than and egocentric scribble of notes. “Left right to one” is melodic, upbeat, and instills a great vibe. All these things combined kinda make ya wanna open the shades and dance like no ones watching as you grab your broom and use it as a microphone… and maybe do a little air guitar on it.
To get in the good times be sure to follow Danny Laj and the Looks on Facebook and pick up a vinyl copy of the single “Left right to one” through their website.
You can also check them out on tour.
April 6 – North Bay ON – Raven & Republic
April 7 – Sudbury ON – Townehouse Tavern
April 25 – Toronto ON – Dakota Tavern
April 27 – Montreal Qc – Barfly
April 28 – Saint-John NB – Quality Block Party
April 29 – Moncton NB – TBA
April 30 – Boston MA – O’Brien’s
May 3 – Brooklyn NY – Diviera Drive
May 4 – Baltimore MD – Joe Squared
May 5 – Washington DC – Slash Run
May 6 – Philadelphia PA – Ortlieb’s
May 8 – Dayton OH – Blind Bob’s
May 9 – Indianapolis IN – Melody Inn
May 10 – Chicago IL – Burlington
May 11 – Rockford IL – Mary’s Place
May 12 – Detroit MI – Pj’s Lager House
May 13 – Windsor ON – Phog Lounge
May 16 – Hamilton ON – This Ain’t Hollywood
May 18 – London ON – Call The Office
May 19 – South River ON – Highlander Brew Co.
July 15 – Quebec City – Festival D’Ete de Quebec
“How can I believe” is the first track from Steve Barton‘s latest album Tall Tales and Alibis. “How can I believe in God when you’re the one who’s divine?”, that line is absolutely brilliant. Part 1 of this 3 album release is filled with predominantly acoustic, folk-ish style music with a lot of great vocal harmonies. “Shadow of the Bride”, even with it being acoustic has a hint of some old punk influences as the song speeds up and states, “I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do, about you.” There are some elements of surf rock, old punk, and David Bowie. Steve’s vocal range produces a low, soothing, yet haunting tonal quality similar to Johnny Cash.
His diversity comes as no surprise when you start turning the pages of his resume. Having a publishing deal at the age of 14, touring in a Beatles cover band, and in 1979 forming the band Translator. Some would go as far to say Steve and Translator were the first actual “alternative” band.
Part 2 of the album is more melancholic. It’s as simple as a man and his guitar. A more serious and emotive feel that opens the door to explore his depth a little further. “Haunt me tonight” being the most upbeat track on part 2, shows no shortage of Steve’s amazing way with words that really paint a picture you can see and feel.
“Promises and miracles pour like honey down the street.” Grim yes, but man, why didn’t I think of that. He is truly the master of analogies.
“Wake up in roses” begins Part 3 and does it full on. Horns, full band, rawk, and roll. It’s astounding this is the same guy. Like a change of season, this 37 song triple album release covers every spectrum you could ever desire. For me, the true shining moment on Tall tales and Alibis is “She is the girl.” Returning with a blues style that is complemented by an organ creating a nicely dusted and subtle psychedelic aftertaste. The beat is straightforward, simple, and that perfect repetition that makes you just zone out into the song. So I was little disappointed when the song ended, that so could have kept going.
Seriously, if you have never heard of Steve Barton, let “She is the Girl” be the track that opens the door. He has captured the fantasy and reality of “that girl” far better than Sting did with “Roxanne.” The entire album is loaded with actual storytelling style songs that do not skimp on originality or brilliance.
Don’t be put off by the 37 tracks, you can purchase each song for only $0.99 from Steve’s Website or get the entire 3 part album for only $14.95.
This winter, New York singer/songwriter Girl As Wave released another piece of her thus far incredible introduction to the music world. Her latest single, “Houdini”, takes you to a world full of dreampop vibes and and stunning, ethereal vocals. With driving percussion and surf rock-meets-James Bond feels to the guitar, the song maintains an edge that would otherwise be astray if driven just by the lightweight vocals that almost envelope you in their delicacy.
“Houdini” is a must-listen, so check it out below!
Los Angeles-based surf rock quartet Kat Myers & The Buzzards – comprised of namesake Kat Myers, Elliott Beenk, Johnny Elkins, and Jeff McElroy – recently dropped debut five track EP Owe Everybody Money. Riddled with music that was conceptualized after a sharp turn in her career path, Owe Everybody Money grants us a peek inside the mind of someone who grabbed life by the reigns when she realized it wasn’t going the way her heart wanted. Kat has developed a sound with her band that feels rugged, at times twangy – “Reluctant Love”, for instance, boasts more of an americana feel to it -, and pure rock at its core. (I mean, have you HEARD “Under The Rug” yet?) But it’s a completely genre-bending project, as her vocals do house a bit of a country vibe to them, but also feel similar to the crooning abilities of Mary Ramsey.
Third track “The Things I Love” begins with Myers capturing the listener’s attention by singing slightly off-key, giving the song a real kick of that independent, badass feeling that Myers looks to be establishing with the development of her sound. What is particularly curious is that the track was written as a commentary on Myers’ own religious upbringing, and is actually quite introspective if you slow down a bit to listen to the lyrical content. While “So Kind” has the lines that house the title of the EP, it is also a love letter of sorts, a country ballad at its finest. The band rounds out the EP with a slightly slower track, “Another Town Live At KCSN”, allowing the guitars to drive it in a way that is 70s psychedelia at its core. It’s a beautiful, enchanting way to end the work, and we can’t wait to show this one off to the family all weekend.
Owe Everybody Money is out now. Keep up with Kat Myers & The Buzzards here.
On its surface, KRAMON’s latest single “Morning Vapors” is a trance-like ode to early, easy smokes. It opens with an invitation to take a ride, offered via a sweet serenade from Meredith Adelaide over a gentle yet addicting guitar riff. From there, it takes the listener’s on a journey through an atmospheric headspace. The tune feels like a long, slow drive on Highway 70, with very few bumps in the road.
The second single of Josh Kramon’s newest project, simply titled KRAMON, follows in the footsteps of its predecessor “Crush.” It’s a dreamy, joyful rock tune, reminiscent of the psychedelic hippie hymns of the ‘70s.
Like “Crush”, “Morning Vapors” is spurred forward by Meredith Adelaide’s laid-back vocals. The multi-medium artist sounds like an old friend on the track. She overextends herself, rather choosing to float over the crisp instrumental.
It’s the instrumental that holds this piece together. It holds hands with both the lyrics and the vocals, guiding them along the journey the song promises.
The song gains its weight in its final minute and half. A slower, heavier harmonized bridge cues the audience to this shift in musical character. The ending chorus, a steady repetition of the song’s title, fulfills the promise of a new mood with the introduction of a tambourine and an increase in tempo. These last few minutes take the track where it’s been longing to go.
The direction of “Morning Vapors” paints a promising picture for Kramon’s newest project. And that direction is one full of potential for the composer, singer-songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist.
In what might be his better known work, Kramon has composed for various Television series, such as Veronica Mars. However, in his personal work, Kramon has explored his struggles with addiction and his complex relationship with his Jewish heritage.
Kramon is holding onto his vow to make music that speaks to him, rather than “chasing the latest musical trend.” So far, this latest project seems to break away from the themes of his previous work. Instead, “Morning Vapors” promises a future with less tears and more relaxation. Kramon is taking a ride, away from the heaviness of the past, in a vehicle that feels most authentic to himself – and he wants us to come along for the journey.
Beach Bunny has always been something of a paradox: sugary sweet pop-rock with teeth. Formed in 2015 as a solo project by Chicago native Lili Trifilio, the band grew into a full lineup in 2017 and now includes Matt Henkels on guitar, Jon Alvarado on drums, and Anthony Vaccaro on bass. Together, they’ve cultivated a cult-like following with their emotional vulnerability, catchy riffs, and cathartic live energy. After the breakout success of Honeymoon’s bittersweet surf-pop and Emotional Creature’s Y2K-tinged indie rock exploration, Tunnel Vision arrives as their most emotionally charged and sonically bold effort yet.
Beach Bunny’s Tunnel Vision dropped April 25, and to call it a return would be a disservice. It’s an evolution. Their third full-length album is a raw, poetic excavation of existential dread, self-image, and the desperate craving for control in a world that seems allergic to it. It’s loud, soft, sad, witty, and Beach Bunny at their most emotionally expansive and still their most distilled.
Tunnel Vision doesn’t flinch from big feelings. There are repeated themes of self-loathing, disillusionment, and growing pains. The 10-track record opens like a diary page torn out and set on fire. Each song burns in its own way.
“Big Pink Bubble”, the second track, is a standout in both concept and execution. It’s deceptively sweet, light on its feet sonically, yet narratively potent. Trifilio sings about avoidance and self-erasure, using the metaphor of a bubble as a boundary and a hiding place. It’s the last song that made it onto the album, but it feels essential: a thesis on emotional survival in a hypercritical world. Making yourself small to be digestible shouldn’t feel like a universal experience, and yet somehow it does.
Track 3, “Chasm”, hits like an internal scream. Fuzzy guitars and pounding drums mirror the chaos in the lyrics. There’s a sharpness here, a sense of falling into yourself with no rope to hold onto. It’s one of the best examples of how Tunnel Vision balances lyric-heavy intimacy with bold, anthemic production.
The title track, “Tunnel Vision”, takes that tension and gives it form. There’s a fever-dream quality to the way it builds, both focused and frayed. It mirrors the modern desire to disappear into something, anything, just to feel like life has a clear direction again. Trifilio’s vocals stay high and sweet even as she sings of disconnect and overstimulation. It’s the sound of being pulled forward, even when you’re not sure you want to go.
And then there’s “Clueless”, track 5, a classic Beach Bunny bop dressed in birthday candles and quiet dread. Released right before Trifilio’s 28th birthday, the song captures the disorienting, slow-burn panic of aging and not feeling any closer to figuring things out.
One of the most unexpected highlights is “Pixie Cut”, a punky, Paramore-tinged anthem that feels like cutting your hair because your life is falling apart. The production goes a little darker, a little harder, and the result is cathartic and commanding. It’s a side of Beach Bunny we rarely see: less cutesy, more claws. And it works.
And then there’s “Cycles”, the closer, and one of the band’s most interesting experiments in musical reimagining. Originally released in 2019 under Trifilio’s solo name, it’s now reborn as a full-band track. Heavier, more polished, but still aching. It ends the album on a note of resigned beauty, recognizing that sometimes the hardest part of growing is realizing you’re still stuck in the same loops.
Right now, the band is taking that emotional whirlwind on the road. Beach Bunny is currently on tour across North America, bringing Tunnel Vision to life with their signature blend of catharsis and charm. For longtime fans and new listeners alike, these shows offer a front-row seat to a band at the height of their vulnerability and power.
If Honeymoon was the teenage heartbreak album and Emotional Creature was the young adult identity crisis, Tunnel Vision is the mid-20s existential spiral. But it’s also a sign that Beach Bunny is still expanding, still experimenting, still refusing to sit still long enough to be easily categorized. This is messy music for messy people, and Imperfect Fifth wouldn’t want it any other way.
Cowboys everywhere. Boots, hats, shirts, jewelry, all in the loudest colors (and rhinestones) imaginable. Walking into Music Hall of Williamsburg for CMAT’s sold-out performance was like watching the campiest fashion runway from the first row.
Hailing from Dunboyne, Ireland, Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson, also known by the acronym CMAT, jokingly asserts that she is “an international pop sensation,” a “very big celebrity,” and a “global pop star.” However, with two successful LPs, sold-out shows in both Europe and America and a very…cheeky (https://www.instagram.com/p/C4BkcaPMtZH/?img_index=1) nomination for the Brit Awards, she’s not far from the truth.
With her wild fashion sense, it was no wonder the audience took a cue. That’s the thing about a CMAT show; her fans, multiplying by the minute, are wholly devoted to her. Whatever CMAT does, her fans follow.
Prior to her set, Sheena Easton’s “Morning Train (Nine to Five)” blared over the speakers as a spotlight swept the stage. CMAT noted that this song helped inspire her latest LP, 2023’s CrazyMad, for Me. Inviting her fans into her world is something CMAT effortlessly does, an open book with communal pages. It’s this rapportthat undergirds her fanbase and connects them not only to CMAT but to each other.
After the song ended, the cheers began as the band, followed by CMAT, entered the stage. Beginning with “California,” the first song on CrazyMad, for Me, the venue erupted.
A CMAT show is more than a concert; it’s instead a circus, a musical merry-go-round of infectious spectacle. CMAT herself is a born performer, a live wire sheathed of its skin, dramatically writhing around the steps and crawling all over the stage. Her voice astounds, hitting every note both high and low, never once faltering. She adds her sense of humor as well, often striking theatrical poses and holding them until the audience thunderously applauds.
CMAT effortlessly worked the eager crowd, peering into the audience and checking out everyone’s clothing choices. She was especially enthused by a shamrock crop top worn by one of the male audience members in honor of her country. She made sure to note a fuzzy pink cowboy hat, and, of course, the Irish flag some attendees brought. It was striking to see how attentive she was to her fans, an attentiveness that they in turn gave back.
Judging by how cohesive the set was, one might have thought CMAT was a band as opposed to a singular artist. Each member brings their own personality to the table, most notably Colm Conlon, CMAT’s keyboardist. He joined her on vocals and silly, synchronized dancing. Conlon added so much fun and breathed even more life into the performance, which was, prior to his entrance, unthinkable.
CMAT puts all of herself into a performance. She gives every bit of energy she has. During one of the best parts, she performed a hit song off her first record, If My Wife New I’d Be Dead. “I Wanna Be a Cowboy, Baby” is the song that inspired most of the fans’ sartorial choices. CMAT requested that everyone in the venue do the two-step, issuing a mock warning that she’d stop the song if she spotted an audience member not dancing along.
No one in the New York City area would likely be caught dead if found engaging in such an act. But in Williamsburg, where weirdness abounds, the crowd enthusiastically obliged her, cowboy boot heels clicking rhythmically across the floor.
Saving one of the best for last, “Stay for Something,” CMAT instructed the audience to get as close to each other as possible. Everyone took their cue and immediately piled in as she reminded them to get their cameras out towards the end. Aided by a smaller venue, a massive contrast to her usual gigs in Europe, CMAT crowdsurfed to fans’ delight. Sailing on their hands, lifted up for all to see, was a dream. High-kicking off the stage, the night sadly ended.
CMAT is a star, a person who values oddness and fun, yet makes serious (though at times funny) music about life’s ups and downs, all the hope, joy, and despair. Her music has something for everyone, spanning country, rock, and pop.
A note from the writer/photographer: That night, CMAT became one of my favorite artists. I went into the show not knowing who she was. I left with unbridled bliss and exhilaration and was tasked with a self-imposed mission to see her the next night at the Bowery Ballroom. Unfortunately, I came down with Bronchitis and regrettably missed it. I eagerly await CMAT’s return to America, and I hope everyone reading this does, too! You don’t want to miss out on her, I assure you.
