
Rona Pano is the creation of two Nottinghamshire school friends, James Hinks and Dan Sheen. Their fuzzy, lo-fi psych tune, 'You Stole The Laces' is a worthy listen and is only a mouse click away. The duo are currently writing material for a new EP which should be seeing the light of day late this summer. In the meantime, you can get into their heads below… Who are you? We are Rona Pano, a two-piece indie pop band from Leeds What are you about? "We are all [...]
This guest post is by Panos Panay , Founder & CEO of Sonicbids . Last week, I attended Rethink Music . An event dedicated to, well, rethinking the state of the music business. A loaded topic, eh? As I touched on in the white paper I put together for the event, if you take to heart what's been written in the press about the "music business" of the past 10 years, one may quickly conclude that there's not much hope left for 21st century performers. [...]

Meet Rona Pano , a psych pop duo from Leeds, who writes fun and fuzzy 90s nods when they're not too busy studying. Listen to their single below, which, despite coming from England, may remind you of the prickly feeling of the sun on your bare back while driving with the top down somewhere on the west coast. It's a really sweet summer's-almost-here treat. Indulge, listeners: MP3: Rona Pano "... You Stole The Laces From My Shoes" [...]
The process by which we receive music from people is a strange one. We are mainly bombarded with PR emails touting various "newsworthy" items like cover art or tracklistings; we get emails from bands promoting themselves quite often, and every so often we get an email from a band who ran across another post of...
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P:ano 's Nick Krgovich (No Kids) has been a busy man of late, what with his recent project Gigi with producer Colin Stewart (Black Mountain, Destroyer). Yet he managed to swing by Department of Safety for a brief performance as his older, much earlier moniker P:ano. Solo, Krgovich stood with a white Casio keyboard and mumbled melodically into microphone. It was minimal, quiet, yet beautiful all at once. While many would find more praise with his recent work - the R&B-pop nature of No Kids or the [...]

This is it, the last call. The last show. And yet it's a first for me; my first time visiting the Department Of Safety in Anacortes. The evening began with a brief drive along dark highways to the town known most, perhaps, for its ferry system connecting mainland Washington with the San Juan Islands. Eight years before, in 2002, the Department Of Safety opened with a show featuring performances from Karl Blau , P:Ano , and, among others, [...]

So yes, it is Canada Day and it is the yearly ritual of a day off from work the celebration of Canada's birth as a nation. Let's rejoice, shall we? So more and more lately, Canada has been known for great music (especially in certain circles that I frequent in the music blogger world) and ritefully so. But how well do you know Canada? I don't think many of you know too much about the nation of Canada as opposed to it being where half your recent iTunes playlists artists call home. Lets cover some of [...]

Even if your tastes match really well, the hit rate for a friend's 'hey, check out this band/ mp32 is never particularly good; it may be 'yeah, that's pretty good.' And the 'holy crap, this is incredible!' hits are even rarer. When my friend introduced me to P:ano via a Salon article [1], the latter was certainly my reaction. Out of Vancouver, BC, P:ano was two bedroom recordists, Nick Krgovich and Larissa Loyva, playing all manner of instruments to make up a delicate, beautifully orchestrated chamber pop sound. [...]
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Paul Brill - "Summer Cold" This is an umbrella'd Manhattan floating down the Da Nang. A slow-dance on top of an organ floor that's drunker than the singer is. The piano, of course, the American Tourist, just barely standing up. The drums, the sunset. The strings, the flute, the grass, the water. [old stuff til November] P:ano - "Covered Wagons" If you saw this song coming at you on the street, it's probably dawn, and no matter how much stuff you have to do today, you're starting to forget most of it. The way it breaks and lifts, it's like [...]