[ via TLOBF exclusive ] Cracking track from new-ish London duo Big Deal 's debut full length Lights Out , which will be released by Mute Monday in the UK. The tension between Kacey Underwood and Alice Costelloe in this performance video -- the furtive glances between lines through skewed bangs -- is almost too delicious to actually be real, but either way it perfectly complements the song's confusion and hurt ("only want me for my lungs / only want me for the songs I write about you, about how I like you..."), or a hybrid of the [...]

Birmingham, England-based noise pop titans Johnny Foreigner have at long last announced the release of the trio's hotly anticipated third full-length. As first reported here , the self-produced collection -- the band's first full-length since joining Alcopop! Records -- is indeed titled Johnny Foreigner vs. Everything , it is a stunning 18 songs long, and it will be released Nov. 7. The new set was recorded over the course of five months with long-time recording-of-things guy Dom James ( as we wrote here in March ), he of the erstwhile Brum act Sunset [...]

Cardiff-based indie rock behemoths Los Campesinos! disclosed today that it will issue its fourth long-playing record Hello Sadness Nov. 14. As we've heard none of the new music, let's quote the septet's announcement: " Hello Sadness is ten songs of love, loss and heartbreak nail-gunned to a back-drop of broken, tangled bodies, creeping, dead-eyed animals, suffocating, looming shadows and World Cup exits. It is an honest, bare bones documentation of breaking up and trying not to break up in the process." The full track list is posted at the band's web dojo [...]
Little Gold knows how you feel. You smoked a little grass, got in a bike accident, some dudes dressed as birds with a van kidnapped you, forced you to party way too much and watch "Howard The Duck" and go to a carnival and eat fried human. Like, they get it, right? Reading your mind, right? But the Brooklyn-based trio fronted by erstwhile Meneguar guitarist Christian DeRoeck has gone a step further: they made a ridiculous video for their awesome song, which is from their terrific sophomore set Weird Freedom , which was released on [...]
Rock and roll music: You like it. We like it. Essex, UK-based noise rock trio Fashoda Crisis plays it. You will watch their video --populated as it is with various perversions of your dreams as a seven-year-old in stop motion with much yelling -- and for the first two-thirds of it you will wonder what the hell is going on. We took this as a sign that Fashoda Crisis are on to something (or at least on something). "Animals" is a single from the band's forthcoming sophomore set Him Make They Learn Read , [...]

>> '80s-styled hooks and boundless whimsicality makes Roberts & Lord 's forthcoming sugary longplayer Eponymous curiously arresting. The MySpace-spawned (really) duo of Californian Rafter Roberts and Londoner Simon Lord operates within a shifting grid of styles as varied as the bastardized Go Team! -goes-dancehall stomper "Windmill" or the exceptionally odd head-bobber "Mosquito." The gritty backing tracks were recorded to a four-track machine by Mr. Roberts in San Diego, and then sent through Intertubes to Mr. Lord, who added vocals and arranged things. While formally mediated by this swappy-swappy, the resulting music has [...]
[Photos by Michael Piantigini] It's been a little over a year since the Pernice Brothers released their latest album Goodbye, Killer (my review here ), but now's as good a time as any for a second leg of "touring" for it (the short run continues tonight with a show in Virginia and winds up in New York on Saturday). It actually seemed more like a stretching of the legs for Pernice, who explained that he was working to finish the next Pernice Brothers album, which he says [...]
Rising, Richmond-based noise rockers White Laces carved out some time from a very busy summer of touring and recording to shoot the video above for its recent digital single, and the video is a stunner. No surprise, considering the dudes who shot it were largely the same dudes who put together erstwhile scenemates (now stationed in Portland) Lubec 's terrific "Cherry Adair" clip we raved about here in January. Anyway, early last month we dubbed "Hands In Mexico" "...the catchiest song White Laces has recorded to date; the song is particularly [...]

>> The opening number from Crooked Fingers ' hotly anticipated seventh full-length Breaks In The Armor showed up on Soundcloud a few days back, which has made us all the more excited to have the record in our hot little hands. The opening verses of "Typhoon" crest and ebb while working a Southwestern motif; midway through the song things get increasingly dynamic, with some controlled, dense guitar crescendos and the introduction of a female vocal harmony. And while the distorted guitar continues through the rest of the song, it is spangled with what sounds like punchy arpeggiation [...]

>> Sometimes records hit you at inopportune times, and so it was that early this year when we were toiling away on Ice Planet Hoth for the Day Job we found ourselves suddenly addicted to Saint Solitude 's 2010 set Journal Of Retreat . The set soundtracked about a thousand frozen February mornings that started with a cup of coffee as the sun came up through a window by a desk on the 24th floor of an office suite in the midwest that faced the Mississippi River. We couldn't believe then that we'd missed songwriter Dup Crosson's wonderful [...]

Philadelphia-based The War On Drugs ' towering second full-length, Slave Ambient , is an agreeably loose (but emotionally prodigious) consortium of oasis and mirage. The so-called psych-Americana act's more formalized compositions are oasis, mappable destinations; soundscapes (like the roaring greyscale inferno "Original Slave") that form the firmament between are the mirage, beautiful, impossible to reach out and touch. All of it sits together as a series of supraliminal dreams you can't quite remember, just images that will spring to mind with surprising sharpness but questionable clarity. Which is to say that Slave Ambient doesn't communicate as [...]

>> Right, then, where were we...? >> In the wake of his first solo performance last month under the moniker Yr Friends (shortened from Yr Dead Friends for some reason, as this site evidences, oh, also this ), Johnny Foreigner fronter Alexei Berrow has digitally released an EP of Yr Friends material titled Yr Friends Are Lying To You . The EP contains three Berrow originals with characteristically verbose titles, and in true Berrow/JoFo fashion Yr Friends Are Lying To You comes packaged with [...]

You say "former 'Mats bassist and current Guns sideman." We say all that plus "pop genius." See Tommy Stinson at Church in Boston, supported by former Figgs guy Mike Gent, Sunday the 28th. Seriously, this is as close to Mr. Stinson, former bassist for legends The Replacements , as you are ever going to get without binoculars -- don't blow this. TICKETS. Full tour dates at Tommy's web dojo . Have you heard the shimmering new strummer "One Man Mutiny" yet? Get the MP3 in exchange for your [...]

Here are the songs we played whilst manning the figurative decks last night in the booth at the fabulous River Gods in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Avail yourself of all the relevant linkage; if you have any questions or want to know more, hit us on Twitter or drop a comment. Set Two/10PM/Jay 1. Data.Select.Party -- "She's An Eyeful On The Alley" -- We Grew Up On A Diet Of Jurassic Park And Sensible Soccer (And All We Have Left Is This Lousy Record Label) Alcopop! 50 Comp [...]

Top 10 of 2011, easy. The explosive joy, kaleidoscopic melodies and desperate energy that are the musical hallmark of Philadelphia-based contemporary emo superheroes Algernon Cadwallader tethers the trio's magical sophomore set Parrot Flies to a familiar musical center. The evergreen nature of these core components make for reliable building blocks; while many acts cut figurative corners and compose crap with figurative straw or sticks, Algernon Cadwallader 's shit is constructed with brick, built to last. That the core components of the band's sound were first forged by superlative second-wave emo standard-bearers Cap'n Jazz [...]

Yes. New Music Night returns this Thursday, Aug. 11, at River Gods in Cambridge, Mass. Your DJs are Brad of Bradley's Almanac and Jay of Clicky Clicky. Come gargle at the flesh wounds, come flog busty beer, it all happens from 9PM-1AM a week from tomorrow. It's not just the place to be, it's the place to listen. Also, beer. For a sense of what you're getting into, check out our playlist from the June event. Sold? Thinking about it? Here's the Facebook event page . River Gods 125 River Street [...]

The items above were waiting on our desk when we got back from vacation Friday (yeah, that's how we roll). What you're looking at is Alcopop! Records' excellent comp We Grew Up On A Diet Of Jurassic Park And Sensible Soccer (And All We Have Left Is This Lousy Record Label) , which comp was the venerable label's 50th release and was sold in a number of different bundles, such as one that included the radical Alcopop! jacket, also pictured, because, again, that is how we roll. Also above: images of the wonderful reissue of Archers Of Loaf [...]

[ We are pleased to mark the return to these digital pages of the writing of longtime friend and former editor Ric Dube. Mr. Dube these days hosts the terrific More Lost Time rare indie rock podcast. Subscribe right here -- we continue to heartily endorse his product and/or service. Photo by Ric Dube. -- Ed.] The Beachcomber billed the man as Black Francis , so it seemed like a lot of people showed upexpecting to hear Pixies songs, of which few were played. But within moments of the erstwhile [...]

Not to get all fanboy on you, but there was a point in tonight's Big Audio Dynamite US all-original-lineup reunion tour kickoff where I transitioned from "oh, shit - that's Mick Jones from The Clash !" to "hey, that's Mick Jones from Big Audio Dynamite !" (Though, sadly, at no point did anyone say "oh shit - that's Mick Jones from Carbon/Silicon !"). And, yeah, that means something. I mean, yes, of course - there's no denying that this is an exercise in nostalgia. But that we can so successfully celebrate Mick Jones' [...]