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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141</id><updated>2009-11-21T19:54:36.953-05:00</updated><title type="text">raven sings the blues</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>pitchblack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00340071340601428022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1044</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ravensingstheblues" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-8305100221835423079</id><published>2009-11-20T09:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:35:50.287-05:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;table width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;Zombi / Titan's Steve Moore brings the sci-fi synth to his usual palette of horror movie instrumentals and twisted doom. Two perfect sides of epic space synth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.mexicansummer.com/img/artists/stevemoore/stevemoorecover500x5003.jpg" alt="" width="150"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Steve Moore – Fever Dream b/w 30,000 Feet Deep 10"&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Moore dives into these instrumentals with as much an ear for prog as for 70's planetarium exploration tapes. Though he stops just short of making listeners feel trapped in a 3rd grade field trip and goes straight for&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt; the psych angle on deep space analog synth. Both tracks creep through dark expanses of time and dust, opening the skull and letting in enough atmosphere to ignite the hallucinogenic receptors of the brain and flip through contorted memories of laser light shows, Blade Runner and Nova documentaries. Vangelis via Omni, not a bad place to land if you ask me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Steve Moore - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Fever_Dream.mp3"&gt;Fever Dream&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it &lt;a href="http://search.insound.com/search/showrelease.jsp?from=49281&amp;p=INS69509"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-8305100221835423079?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8305100221835423079/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=8305100221835423079&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8305100221835423079" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8305100221835423079" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/n-vdBuUI2Aw/zombi-titans-steve-moore-brings-sci-fi.html" title="&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/headers/Singles_Final.jpg&quot;&gt;" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/zombi-titans-steve-moore-brings-sci-fi.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-8379398993215780467</id><published>2009-11-20T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:34:55.583-05:00</updated><title type="text">Soror Dolorosa</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://label.todestrieb.co.uk/media/uploads/2008/05/soror-dolorosa-band2.jpg" height="300" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As with the Tom Fazzini record, French cold-wave creatures Soror Dolorosa could teach the current crop of would be dark synth wizards a thing or two about how to properly evoke everlasting despair. Rooted in a metal past but working firmly off the 80's post-punk/cold-wave/darkwave axis; the band matches insistent, twisting riffs with crisp snare snap pulsing underneath a dour-eyed croon that would make Ian Curtis himself sit up and take notice (let's hope not though, that'd be creepy). &lt;B&gt;Severance&lt;/b&gt; chugs like an engine of desperation, cranking clouds of grey smoke over an uncaring countryside. So choked with rain, and industrial isolation that its hard to believe this is coming out of the borders of France rather than the English alleyways. Definitely a release that's slipped under the rug this year, and I myself am sad that I'm only getting around to it now. Don't sleep any longer.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;soror Dolorosa - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Beau_Suicide.mp3"&gt;Beau Suicide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Soror Dolorosa - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Thousand_Clouds.mp3"&gt;Thousand Clouds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://www.aquariusrecords.org/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-8379398993215780467?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8379398993215780467/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=8379398993215780467&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8379398993215780467" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8379398993215780467" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/7J-Ce6sOHR0/soror-dolorosa.html" title="Soror Dolorosa" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/soror-dolorosa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-8725817381290089385</id><published>2009-11-19T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:03:19.212-05:00</updated><title type="text">Watching: Tough Knuckles</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/toughknuckles.jpg"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago relative newcomers, Tough Knuckles snagged the opening spot before Girls and Real Estate at NYC's Bowery Ballroom. Not a shabby gig to pull for your debut, eh? Well it seems to only get better for Calvin Lecompte and crew from there with one album already out (&lt;b&gt;Greek Jazz&lt;/b&gt;) and another slated on the way from Captured Tracks with production help thrown in from Ducktails' Matt Mondanile. Tough Kuckles fits in quite nicely with the the lo-fi ramble of Cap Tracks/Woodsist players about town and their boombox pop will likely have a good home amongst the fray and fizzle. Keep your eyes out for them in 2010.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.lala.com/external/flash/PlaylistWidget.swf" id="lalaPlaylistEmbed" width="300" height="254"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.lala.com/external/flash/PlaylistWidget.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="playlistId=31437P52781&amp;host=www.lala.com&amp;partnerId=memberplaylist.31437%40108976"/&gt;&lt;embed id="lalaPlaylistEmbed" name="lalaPlaylistEmbed" src="http://www.lala.com/external/flash/PlaylistWidget.swf" width="300" height="254" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" wmode="transparent" allowNetworking="all" allowScriptAccess="always" flashvars="playlistId=31437P52781&amp;host=www.lala.com&amp;partnerId=memberplaylist.31437%40108976"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Info: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thewashingtonpost"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-8725817381290089385?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8725817381290089385/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=8725817381290089385&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8725817381290089385" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8725817381290089385" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/caN8f8ZQwKk/watching-tough-knuckles.html" title="Watching: &lt;B&gt;Tough Knuckles&lt;/b&gt;" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/watching-tough-knuckles.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-1533791162545277215</id><published>2009-11-18T09:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:50:54.242-05:00</updated><title type="text">Black To Comm</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/blacktocomm.jpg"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's a good year to be climbing down the precipice of haunted electronics. Between Leyland Kirby's massive masterpiece and Marc Richter's latest offering under the Black To Comm moniker all is well in the darkened and foreboding spaces of the world... or at least as well as they can be considering the spectral circumstances. &lt;B&gt;Alphabet 1968&lt;/b&gt; throbs with creeping intensity and a grainy veneer of displaced nostalgia that feels more like scrambling to hold on to what's left than looking back fondly at memories. Paranoia creeps into the edges of Richter's recordings, takes hold of the lovely melodies that shimmer under the surface and twists them until their familiarity seems as creepy as it does calm. Nursery piano tinkles turn to eerie reminders of childhood lost. Elsewhere the bluster of backgrounds obfuscates string melodies until they become more entangling than beguiling. As the album progresses the disturbances grow from an inkling to a maelstrom of din and drone until blackness outlasts the light and the listener is absorbed. A wonderfully unsettling album by an unsettled pioneer.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Black To Comm - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Rauschen.mp3"&gt;Rauschen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Black To Comm - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Void.mp3"&gt;Void&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://search.insound.com/search/showrelease.jsp?from=49281&amp;p=INS69008"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-1533791162545277215?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1533791162545277215/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=1533791162545277215&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/1533791162545277215" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/1533791162545277215" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/Pa8TEc-L4iE/black-to-comm.html" title="Black To Comm" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-to-comm.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-3457223464958459851</id><published>2009-11-17T09:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:52:37.017-05:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;table width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://static.boomkat.com/images/267328/333.jpg" alt="" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tom Fazzini - Neck To Neck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Released 25 years prior to the current crop of lo-fi, cold wave post-punkers; Tom Fazzini could teach these young punks a thing or three about industrial synth exploration. This album, which was recorded after Fazzini spent a maddening&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt; time as a London Postal Carrier, is full of dark paranoia and cracked lunacy that feels like its on the edge of a breakdown. One minute the demons are wriggling their way out of the woodwork and the next you realize that Fazzini is just toying with listeners. According to Fazzini himself he made the album with the idea that he would have a short life and his desperation to make something substantial comes across on every minute of &lt;B&gt;Neck To Neck&lt;/b&gt;. Fazzini would go on to make another solo album before joining A Small Good Thing but this dark classic stands as a primer that many of today's sinister synth crowd could use as a handbook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Tom Fazzini - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Fioriora.mp3"&gt;Fioriora&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Tom Fazzini - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Smokescreen.mp3"&gt;Smokescreen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://www.locustmusic.com/index.php?option=com_albums&amp;task=view&amp;cid=124&amp;cid2=28&amp;Itemid=6"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.aquariusrecords.org/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-3457223464958459851?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3457223464958459851/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=3457223464958459851&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/3457223464958459851" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/3457223464958459851" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/oxkGRMWXLwI/tom-fazzini-neck-to-neck-released-25.html" title="&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/headers/rritwheader.jpg&quot;&gt;" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/tom-fazzini-neck-to-neck-released-25.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-5239362625272325799</id><published>2009-11-16T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:53:14.622-05:00</updated><title type="text">The Electric Bunnies</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/77/l_a175f369aca64a599181a6314b973ff5.jpg" height="300" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After a few 7"s on Die Stasi, Florida's Dying and Columbus Discount, the band with the cuddliest name in garage finally brings forth a full length album. Though flinging out the term garage may be pigeon holing the band all wrong, as &lt;B&gt;Through The Magical Door&lt;/b&gt; is such a thundering, fuzz pooling tangle of psychedelic sizzle and subtle pop overtones that it would make Bill Doss and Will Cullen Hart proud. Winding its way from song to song the album shimmers with feedback and constantly dodges down rabbit holes of dark pop weirdness, then explodes with bombasts of garage fuzz before picking up a nice strum of paisley pop that'll make that album title seem applicable. Sound uneven? Yeah on paper it might seem like the band can't make up its mind but the way the tapestry of fizz is sewn together seems to make perfect sense out of so many disparate pieces. One thing's for certain though, whatever cutesy indie pop inflections are creeping into your head from the Bunnies' moniker, throw them right out that magical door right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;The Electric Bunnies - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Psychic_Lemonade.mp3"&gt;Psychic Lemonade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;The Electric Bunnies - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Snowman_on_the_First_Day_of_Spring.mp3"&gt;A Snowman on the First Day of Spring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://www.floridasdying.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-5239362625272325799?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5239362625272325799/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=5239362625272325799&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/5239362625272325799" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/5239362625272325799" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/_2IrMAW8Pq4/electric-bunnies.html" title="The Electric Bunnies" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/electric-bunnies.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-6966930303253385593</id><published>2009-11-13T09:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:38:16.577-05:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;table width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;Well there's been no lack of admiration for Bethany Cosentino's Best Coast but after finally getting a chance to witness the live incarnation at CMJ and nab a few of those 7"s we thought we'd weigh in as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://artfag.us/images/bestcoastcover.jpg" alt="" width="150"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Coast – Sun Was High (So Was I) 7"&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The A side drags pop through enough sand to create sungazed bliss for the masses. On the flip "So Gone" pulls out a few 90's grunge moves, all bangs in the eyes with the fuzz taking center stage. The&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt; real gem here though seems to be the subtle sweetness of B-Side "That's the Way Boys Are" which steps back the lo-fi just a bit and let's Bethany's voice ring through in fine form. It seems she's moving away from the crust of fuzz on a few newer tracks and this early indication of her girl-group pining makes it clear why.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Best Coast - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/That_The_Way_Boys_Are.mp3"&gt;That's the Way Boys Are&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it &lt;a href="http://artfag.us/bestcoast/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g272/cwalik/gt01_front.png" alt="" width="150"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Coast - Make You Mine 7"&lt;/b&gt; Her second single follows quite a few of the same roads as the debut, burying wide-eyed pop under a small mountain of fuzz and sun-tanned distortion. Four tracks of beach breeze bliss that'll scare away clouds for a perfect day on the&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt; California shores. Something about Best Coast seems so fitted for the West Coast that I almost feel wrong listening to it on the NY streets, especially in these grey and cold months. The title tracks the keeper here with sway inducing rhythms backing up Cosentino's sweet croon the whole way. Add in that new single on Black Iris that's popped up everywhere lately and you've got a good day of sitting at your record player dreaming of July. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Best Coast - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Make_You_Mine.mp3"&gt;Make You Mine&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it &lt;a href="http://grouptightener.tumblr.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-6966930303253385593?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6966930303253385593/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=6966930303253385593&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/6966930303253385593" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/6966930303253385593" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/3Q7GaB8CUpc/well-theres-been-no-lack-of-admiration.html" title="&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/headers/Singles_Final.jpg&quot;&gt;" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-theres-been-no-lack-of-admiration.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-1331181353070487649</id><published>2009-11-13T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:36:44.587-05:00</updated><title type="text">Dan Melchior's Broke Revue</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01245/37/34/1245284373_l.jpg" height="286" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are truly lost classics in this day and age, Dan Melchior's &lt;B&gt;O, Clouds Unfold&lt;/b&gt; is certainly among them. Recorded in 2004 and plagued by woes following its completion, the last record that Dan recorded with his band Broke Revue has been well worth the wait. Full of as much melody as it is Melchior's biting wit, the record mixes a cross section of soul horns, garage bombast, fuzztone howls, country picking and pop hooks that seem to jut out from nowhere only to grab hold of the jugular and make it dance. The record flips like split personalities, at once dark and sinister with a curled lip and biting tongue but the sneer soon turns to a smile as the entertainer in Melchior is unveiled in a puff of smoke and a blast of brass. Even the introduction of throbbing electronics seem to fit the ferocious tones that are on display and the timelessness of the songs keep them from sounding the least bit dated four years later. It's Melchior's masterpiece and it almost didn't see the light of day, but lucky for us it has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Dan Melchior's Broke Revue - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/A_Girl_Called_Saccharine.mp3"&gt;(A Girl Called) Saccharine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Dan Melchior's Broke Revue - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Flashlight_Eyes.mp3"&gt;Flashlight Eyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://danmelchior.net/Records.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-1331181353070487649?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1331181353070487649/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=1331181353070487649&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/1331181353070487649" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/1331181353070487649" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/vq8q22nmZJw/dan-melchiors-broke-revue.html" title="Dan Melchior's Broke Revue" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/dan-melchiors-broke-revue.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-8312539548138090376</id><published>2009-11-12T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:48:58.494-05:00</updated><title type="text">Shits and Giggles</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/Shits1.jpg" height="167" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally there exists a release that might be worthy of that hypnagogic pop term being volleyed around by journalists of late and it goes by the name Shits and Giggles. The Dream Warrior himself, Ariel Pink has teamed up with those mischief makers Vas Deferens Organisation (purveyors of the esteemed Mutant Sounds Blog) to create a psychosomatic muddle of sound environments, shape-shifted hallucinations and pop fallout that works like the disorienting backdrop to David Lynch's lunch hour. The record blends together in a haze of sensory deprived spasms and culturally overloaded invocations with bits of dialog taking a slice through mariachi brunches and cocktail lounge hookups. It’s a trip well worth taking as long as you're ready for the ride. Even diehard Haunted Graffiti fans may want to strap on an extra seat belt for &lt;B&gt;Trick or Treat&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Shits and Giggles - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/more_valium_on_the_mellotron.mp3"&gt;More Valium On The Mellotron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Shits and Giggles - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/zykatronics.mp3"&gt;Zykatronics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://freedopeandfuckinginthestreets.com/buy.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-8312539548138090376?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8312539548138090376/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=8312539548138090376&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8312539548138090376" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8312539548138090376" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/s5niFQYN8TE/shits-and-giggles.html" title="Shits and Giggles" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/shits-and-giggles.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-8167743149815259654</id><published>2009-11-11T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T09:46:06.365-05:00</updated><title type="text">The Sandwitches</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/2993153201_efe3440491.jpg?v=0" height="286" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Received a copy of The Sandwitches &lt;B&gt;How To Make Ambient Sadcake&lt;/b&gt; in the mail last week and its been spinning on the turntable ever since. It's a hard nugget to crack, with those sweet girl group overtones and harmonies one minute then the slow burn of gothic folk the next. Their approach is eclectic in style but somehow ends up feeling like one big picture once you back up just a few feet. The dissolution of the American dream from the Shagri-Las to Box Car folk, dust bowl Americana to smoldering 70's arena ballad femme fatales; its all here and nothing is spared The Sandwitches delicate touch. In a blur of straw and taffeta the band works their way through an album's worth of free swinging and tight woven pop that leaves a cool shiver down your spine, assuring you something special just wafted through your life. Definitely one not a one off listen, it takes a while to peel back the layers of &lt;B&gt;Ambient Sadcake&lt;/b&gt; but once you reach the golden center its all worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;The Sandwitches - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Fire.mp3"&gt;Fire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;The Sandwitches - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/The_Revisionist.mp3"&gt;The Revisionist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://www.endlessnest.com/store/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-8167743149815259654?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8167743149815259654/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=8167743149815259654&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8167743149815259654" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8167743149815259654" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/sZRdMiw-K8A/sandwitches.html" title="The Sandwitches" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/sandwitches.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-9017929959344725671</id><published>2009-11-10T09:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:46:00.022-05:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;table width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61LSh6XpAsL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peter Walker - Rainy Day Raga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow slipping through the cracks of celebrated 60's stringmen, Peter Walker has come back into the light most notably via the efforts of Tompkins Square Records. Unlike Kotke and Fahey, Walker's technique owed more to&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt; the flamenco stylesof Spain and eastern modes of India than blues based fingerpicking.  His modal style turned out to be the perfect fit for Timothy Leary's acid experiments at Millbrook and he became the resident music director for the estate. He only recorded two albums during the 60's but both would influence many artists of the current psych-folk revival (his influence on Ben Chasney becomes pretty evident after one listen). Prior to recording &lt;B&gt;Rainy Day Raga&lt;/b&gt; he studied with both Ravi Shankar and Ali Akbar Khan and their influence would prove invaluable to his emerging style. The album is calm and pastoral but with a droning harmonic style that makes it easy to see why Leary was attracted to Walker's music and knowledge of Eastern tones. Following his second album Walker would bow out of the scene for a while and study up on his love of Flamenco, forming theories about its emergence in Spain through the importation of workers from India and Pakistan. Walker is now enjoying a resurgence in influence through releases on Tompkins Square and continues to write. This however, still stands as one of his greatest masterpieces.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Peter Walker - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Bianca.mp3"&gt;Bianca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Peter Walker - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Rainy_Day_Raga.mp3"&gt;Rainy Day Raga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001H7F5I2"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-9017929959344725671?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/9017929959344725671/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=9017929959344725671&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/9017929959344725671" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/9017929959344725671" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/Vp9WTrWYNo8/peter-walker-rainy-day-raga-somehow.html" title="&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/headers/rritwheader.jpg&quot;&gt;" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/peter-walker-rainy-day-raga-somehow.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-1962864743460085683</id><published>2009-11-09T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:49:35.406-05:00</updated><title type="text">Real Estate - Live on the Radio</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/78/l_9881e561dc304688b89b710b39c6823b.jpg" height="269" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Real Estate's debut album has been popping up in shops and as the singles and early performances alluded to, it's a beautifully soft-edged ball of nostalgia and yearning. The band has struck out on tour with kindred spirits in mellow pop, Girls and the two packed NYC's Bowery Ballroom last week in fine fashion. The band brought with them a nice slab of merch table goodness in the form of a live radio session that features many old faces from their S/T album plus a couple of new tracks that make the purchase well worth your while to source out. All songs are given a (mostly) acoustic makeover highlighting Martin Courtney's bare, emotional lyrics outside of the ebb and flow of their usual bed of rosy reverb. Songs like "Fake Blues" and "Black Lake" seem to hit home even harder when the feel good quality of the production is stepped back a notch. Its still smacks of their positive energy but the sadness underneath becomes a bit more apparent. The band's definitely found their footing live, so if they're &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/letsrockthebeach"&gt;rolling through your town&lt;/a&gt; be sure to catch 'em and grab one of these limited 12s while you're at it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Real Estate - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Black_Lake.mp3"&gt;Black Lake (live)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Real Eatate - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Basement.mp3"&gt;Basement (live)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/letsrockthebeach"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-1962864743460085683?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1962864743460085683/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=1962864743460085683&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/1962864743460085683" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/1962864743460085683" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/kw1sN65qFNQ/real-estate-live-on-radio.html" title="Real Estate - Live on the Radio" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/real-estate-live-on-radio.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-8416955316431252750</id><published>2009-11-06T09:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:14:46.529-05:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;table width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;Not that its been entirely quiet on the Olympia front lately but things just got a whole lot more interesting with the release of Christmas' debut 7". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/Xmas.jpg" alt="" width="150"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas – Winter 7"&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Three scathing cuts of dance-starved post-punk from the West Coast channeled through the strangled guitars and off-kilter wails of Christmas. Drop in a strange veneer of icy surf and the vibes radiating off of this single are pretty&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt; irresistible. The A-Side's a delightfully crash and smash nihilistic dance party stopper. On the flip, the band throws a noisy scrap of flayed brains freakout alongside the detached cool of "Castle". While the whole gem comes off leaving you feeling like Christmas might just know something you don't, everything about the band makes you want to get to know just exactly what that might be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Christmas - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Winter.MP3"&gt;Winter&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it &lt;a href="http://www.krecs.com/Shop/product_info.php?cPath=39_40&amp;products_id=4103="&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-8416955316431252750?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8416955316431252750/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=8416955316431252750&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8416955316431252750" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8416955316431252750" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/byFrKXWr9qo/not-that-its-been-entirely-quiet-on.html" title="&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/headers/Singles_Final.jpg&quot;&gt;" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-that-its-been-entirely-quiet-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-8435571473289706123</id><published>2009-11-06T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:50:25.442-05:00</updated><title type="text">Elm</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/39/l_e186b907a70a4482820c779e39972c8b.jpg" height="300" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Finally a wider (sort of) release from Jon Porras' Elm rises from the ranks of Digitalis. Porras is more commonly known as one half of the great, dark beast that is Barn Owl, and up until now Elm served as a sparser version of their barren psych incantations. &lt;B&gt;Nemcatacoa&lt;/b&gt; finds itself more in line with Barn Owl's recent recordings and even more so with their live sound, but seems also to hold itself rightly as its own step into the abyss. Strangely spiritual without ever getting lost in the misplaced mysticism that can befall many drone-psych albums, Porras creates textural landscapes of dust and space from from choked, dry tones of feedback and then lays his devastatingly reserved guitar stirrings over the top. Porras' sound becomes so entangled in the tones of night that it seems possible his eyes have never seen the sun rise or set, merely existing between the wisps of breath and shroud of moonlight his recordings evoke. Porras weaves a wealth of instrumentation (guitar, trumpet, organ, harmonium) into a single vision of savage desperation, touching very close to the scorched Western dust odes that Earth achieved on &lt;B&gt;Hex&lt;/b&gt;. Elm's first real masterpiece is a fierce call into the open arms of nothingness and its unsettling reply.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Elm - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Nemcatacoa.mp3"&gt;Nemcatacoa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Elm - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Sacrament_At_Dusk.mp3"&gt;Sacrament At Dusk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://www.digitalisindustries.com/ace028.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-8435571473289706123?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8435571473289706123/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=8435571473289706123&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8435571473289706123" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8435571473289706123" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/773l1KrNxTQ/elm.html" title="Elm" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/elm.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-7197673742806715900</id><published>2009-11-05T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:55:01.543-05:00</updated><title type="text">Wooden Veil</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/109/l_0f4f6ce3686e805863110993b72cff5b.jpg" height="269" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The music of Wooden Veil is at once chaotically ritualistic and curiously precious. From all indications it would seem that the Berlin-based collective have gone to great lengths to reach this dichotomy. Maintaining the project as a way to create a unique world that only Wooden Veil inhabits, the group's performances bring together symbols, clothing and rituals that are to be regarded a part of this world. Borne out of half-remembered traditions and etched in the fringes of culture, the music seems tribal through the eyes of a post-catastrophic modern man. Pieces of a once great culture slip in but it seems that much of their sound inhabits a forced forgetfulness, both innocently and ferociously using the remnants of instrumentation to create a new life in music. Among the pound of drums, the scorch of drones and the wail of frightened voices some beautiful moments emerge; alive but tenuously testing to see if, how and why that's possible.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Wooden Veil - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/WV_Red_Sky.mp3"&gt;Red Sky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Wooden Veil - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Wooden_People.mp3"&gt;Wooden People&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://www.dekorder.com/035.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-7197673742806715900?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7197673742806715900/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=7197673742806715900&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/7197673742806715900" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/7197673742806715900" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/gAz5DHA_lc0/wooden-veil.html" title="Wooden Veil" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/wooden-veil.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-4458112800607899759</id><published>2009-11-04T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:53:15.629-05:00</updated><title type="text">King Khan &amp; BBQ Show</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/91/l_1573f6067da8bda818332be0ae53ec5e.jpg" height="300" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The King and Mark Sultan have been a formidable pair over the years and when the duo is keyed into the sweaty serpent of soul soaked rock n' roll they divine the true spirit of 60's frat rock shot through the cocked tube fuzz of every scrappy garage band from The Sonics through The Shadows of Knight. Now its that 60's frat rock streak that can sometimes get them into trouble, because while past classics like "Fishfight" can pair riffs with toungue-in-cheek humor, occasionally the boys take it far enough that the rhythm shakin' just doesn't line up with the yuks. Still plenty of boot scrapin', foot stompin' going on here with &lt;B&gt;Invisible Girl&lt;/b&gt; but where "Animal Party" has some nice sway, the kitsch gets the better of the song. "Tastebuds" gets to be too juvenile to square itself with what starts out as a pretty fiery bit of riffin' and a few other songs just seem to be playing the formula from KK &amp; BBQ book. Yeah yeah, I know seriousness was never the pair's strong suit but movin' my feet is, and it seems there are moments when my feet just get lost on this one. Still the band is a live behemoth (just behind KK and his Shrines who melt speaker wire like so much butter) and they know their way around the garage enough that I'm not about to start schoolin' the teachers but every once in a while the pudding just isn't as consistent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;King Khan &amp; BBQ - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Ill_Be_Loving_You.mp3"&gt;I'll Be Loving You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;King Khan &amp; BBQ - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Anala.mp3"&gt;Anala&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://search.insound.com/search/showrelease.jsp?from=49281&amp;p=INS65942"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-4458112800607899759?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4458112800607899759/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=4458112800607899759&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/4458112800607899759" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/4458112800607899759" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/rvCdgdW4z08/king-khan-bbq-show.html" title="King Khan &amp; BBQ Show" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/king-khan-bbq-show.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-446341146580850110</id><published>2009-11-03T09:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:37:25.455-05:00</updated><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;table width="400"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://image.allmusic.com/00/amg/cov200/drk400/k460/k46048r78oi.jpg" alt="" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Witthuser &amp; Westrupp - Trips und Traume&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though related to the emerging Krautrock and Komische music circles, Bernd Witthüser and Walter Westrupp played a sort of psych-folk that might feel more familiar to followers of the&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt; Language of Stone or Gnomonsong labels of late. Cosmically inclined and certainly progressive for their time, but ultimately more rooted in reality than what their compatriots in Ash Ra Temple would soon birth. Several songs break the nine minute mark, with tendencies towards the loose jam spectrum but nowhere near the mind bending promised by that cover illustration. Still, the duo's restraint from edging into effect laden freakouts and their ability to languish in dark overtones make for a great combination. The sparse aura and loose folk mannerisms allow the album to have psychedelic space, a between the strings type of feeling that was often lost in the dense sonic explorations of many musicians at the time. Their lengthier pieces never seem to plod, rather they're allowed to mull through space, wrapping themselves in waves of time and sound. A strangely wound 60's folk album that's tied up in neither British antiquarianism nor American roots. It's distinctly German without feeling indebted to what was to become Krautrock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Witthuser &amp; Westrupp - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Illusion_I.mp3"&gt;Illusion I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3e6218;"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Witthuser &amp; Westrupp - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Trippo_Nova.mp3"&gt;Trippo Nova&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Trips-Traume-Witthuser-Westrupp/dp/B000006TGP"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-446341146580850110?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/446341146580850110/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=446341146580850110&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/446341146580850110" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/446341146580850110" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/zFK4PA5GS9U/witthuser-westrupp-trips-und-traume.html" title="&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/headers/rritwheader.jpg&quot;&gt;" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/witthuser-westrupp-trips-und-traume.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-7738698757996021916</id><published>2009-11-02T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:31:49.523-05:00</updated><title type="text">Flight</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/flight.jpg"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mississippi's one man fuzz grenade, Flight follows his Sweet Rot 7" with four tracks of distortion drenched anthemic rock straight from the garage. Every song is a tightly wound, fist pumping slice of perfectly stained garage-punk, wrapped in fuzz and effects but never leaning on them as a crutch. However its Flight's urge to roll down the crusted drainpipe that makes each new track rolling out of the Mississippi mud so much fun. Pop the needle down and throw your concern for your speakers out the window because its way to much fun to pump these trashbin guitars and blown-cone cardboard drums as loud as possible. Sinister, caustic and completely addicting, can't wait to get my copy of that HoZac Hookup Klub 7" in the mail.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Flight- &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/My_Business.mp3"&gt;My Business&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://killshaman.com/site/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-7738698757996021916?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7738698757996021916/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=7738698757996021916&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/7738698757996021916" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/7738698757996021916" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/VWFQ64HhqFk/flight.html" title="Flight" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/flight.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-1321454866778293411</id><published>2009-10-30T09:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:42:44.814-04:00</updated><title type="text">Efterklang  with The Danish National Chamber Orchestra</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3527/3231464040_703fa1fa8f.jpg" height="269" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At some point I would have thought that Efterklang's music couldn't get any more grand, anymore robust, any more sweepingly cinematic but I would be wrong. Shortly after recording their beautiful album &lt;B&gt;Parades&lt;/b&gt; in 2007, the band was invited to perform with The Danish National Chamber Orchestra. New arrangements were written and the huge group took the stage at the Koncerthuset in Copenhagen. The results are just as one would expect from a band that plays hauntingly utopic music straight from their hearts. Each nook of &lt;B&gt;Performing Parades&lt;/b&gt; is filled with delicate sounds, epic sounds and impossibly moving sounds. Thankfully the performance was not only recorded but also filmed and both the CD and LP packages for these are accompanied by a disc documenting the performance. Efterklang has long ached to sound this full and brimming with cooperative life, now they've  finally have the chance to fulfill that dream.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6428766&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6428766&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Efterklang - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Mirador_Live.mp3"&gt;Mirrador (Live)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Efterklang - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Caravan_Live.mp3"&gt;Caravan (Live)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://search.insound.com/search/showrelease.jsp?from=49281&amp;p=INS65167"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-1321454866778293411?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1321454866778293411/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=1321454866778293411&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/1321454866778293411" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/1321454866778293411" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/cBFNd64U7aA/efterklang-with-danish-national-chamber.html" title="Efterklang  with The Danish National Chamber Orchestra" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/efterklang-with-danish-national-chamber.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-8632835202487848384</id><published>2009-10-29T09:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:47:06.576-04:00</updated><title type="text">Teepee</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/teepee.jpg"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some of the most digestible jams we've heard yet from Eric Lopez-Zareno who aside from his one man meanderings as Teepee is also known to record with Electric Bunnies and Melted Sunglasses. The last few drops from the Teepee camp have been bogged down in drone coated molasses but this time Eric opts for the simplicity of synth-punk and scarred acoustic odes ground through a familiar lo-fi filter. Skittering along on dime store beats, taped together with noise and remnant guitar strings, &lt;B&gt;Morals&lt;/b&gt; bashes a nice collection of dour seizures through the wringer of cheap recording and splays them out through cheap speakers. Definitely eking out a personality for himself on this longplayer and getting me more pumped for that HoZac single that's set to drop in the Hookup Klub later this year. Limited and put out on Lopez-Zareno's own label. Grab one while you can.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Teepee - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/I_Told_You_So.mp3"&gt;I Told You So&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Teepee - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Philippines.mp3"&gt;Philippines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://senzeirecords.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-8632835202487848384?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8632835202487848384/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=8632835202487848384&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8632835202487848384" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/8632835202487848384" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/eLhxC3nrXVk/teepee.html" title="Teepee" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/teepee.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-3511154966468940794</id><published>2009-10-28T22:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:54:42.936-04:00</updated><title type="text">Curtis Harvey</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/5/l_8ea5a0a6480741a7b73bd549573830a1.jpg" height="269" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Curtis Harvey plays with the soul of a man beaten and beleaguered by time but never broken. His blend of acoustic folk and roots seems to pull out the most restless elements of the lonesome troubadour; rambling soft but never complacent. Often times Harvey hits just between the wearied delivery of Tom Petty's Americana divorce anthems on &lt;B&gt;Wildflowers&lt;/b&gt; and the stark realities of his new labelmate Tom Brosseau. Not bad company to reside in, truth be told.  With his humanism rolled up smartly in his sleeves, Harvey imparts a feeling of somehow listening to an old friend and at the same time looking into the face of a stranger. It'd easy to find the differences between Harvey's former work in Rex and Pullman and remark on how yet another of rock's players has embraced folk as the twinge of age besets him. However, Harvey wears the skin of folk so well that his professional past takes a backseat to his personal past as told through this collection of dusted originals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Curtis Harvey - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Seen.mp3"&gt;Seen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Curtis Harvey - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Across_The_Sea.mp3"&gt;Across The Sea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://search.insound.com/search/showrelease.jsp?from=49281&amp;p=INS67224"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-3511154966468940794?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3511154966468940794/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=3511154966468940794&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/3511154966468940794" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/3511154966468940794" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/Ju9DFkewSxo/curtis-harvey.html" title="Curtis Harvey" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/curtis-harvey.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-9193614524583605218</id><published>2009-10-26T18:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:47:59.544-04:00</updated><title type="text">Yoga</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/pics/yoga400.jpg"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;From the issued descriptions of Yoga, I'd expected more straightforward Evil to be injected into their sound, and though the band does emit a fair amount of creepy, poltergeist channeling static; they're more embryonic than demonic it would seem. Amidst the lost radio broadcast tones and sweeping energy there are a few surprising and chillingly calm moments that touch on Rosemary's Baby-esque creepiness, for instance the serene float of "Dreamcast".  Now maybe I'm not sensing the demons because I spend a good deal of my time listening to bands who invoke the "channeling purgatory" vibe through oscillated noisescapes, but still Yoga do a fair job of layering abstract static into a blanket of hushed and harshed tones in equal measure. The vibe comes off as damaged nostalgia of black metal tapes, the fogged memory of the angst of youth rather than transmissions from the growling source. It's a well constructed web of gauzy skuzz though, even if it doesn't spend any real time hovering around the 7th layer of hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Yoga - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Encante.mp3"&gt;Encante&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Yoga - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Dreamcast.mp3"&gt;Dreamcast&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://search.insound.com/search/showrelease.jsp?from=49281&amp;p=INS63659"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-9193614524583605218?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/9193614524583605218/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=9193614524583605218&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/9193614524583605218" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/9193614524583605218" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/WmLiuGgiXI0/yoga.html" title="Yoga" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/yoga.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-2799381089918879609</id><published>2009-10-23T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:47:06.330-04:00</updated><title type="text">Jacuzzi Boys</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/123/l_60d358bc450bf3c4f279cb880a732c6a.jpg" height="300" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So it's finally come to pass. The Jacuzzi Boys have broken out of a sea of singles to bring forth their full length album &lt;B&gt;No Seasons&lt;/b&gt;. Thankfully resisting the urge to repurpose too many of those aforementioned singles (with the exception of the killer "Island Ave") the band lays out eleven new songs that fulfill exactly what we were hoping for all year. &lt;B&gt;No Seasons&lt;/b&gt; churns out a jangled, mangled, heavy, heady and downright catchy bunch of tracks begging to be played on repeat day and night. Keep in mind that old adage about never judging a book by its cover because even though the &lt;B&gt;No Seasons&lt;/b&gt; artwork may lump them onto a few "worst cover" lists, there are more than enough charms contained within. And who cares anyway because this thing isn't leaving your turntable for a good long while, all you'll see are fat black groves spinning while you move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Jacuzzi Boys - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Smells_Dead.mp3"&gt;Smells Dead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;Jacuzzi Boys - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Planet_Of_The_Dreamers.mp3"&gt;Planet of Dreamers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jacuzziboys"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-2799381089918879609?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2799381089918879609/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=2799381089918879609&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/2799381089918879609" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/2799381089918879609" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/XCtzMOfSQA4/jacuzzi-boys.html" title="Jacuzzi Boys" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/jacuzzi-boys.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-3305849718020656509</id><published>2009-10-22T09:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T10:05:35.457-04:00</updated><title type="text">CoCoComa</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/90/l_de08f450b509a0cf0b8d34801fe76b0c.jpg" height="285" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The hits keep-a-comin' on Goner this year and the second release from Chicago's CoCoComa is no exception.  With their brash garage rock spilling over with pop charm, this is no lo-fi bit of scuzz and fuzz but a fully formed force of rock n' roll. &lt;B&gt;Things Are Not All Right&lt;/b&gt; brings a bit of epic, fist-pumping fun back to the forum and it doesn't let up through any of its 10 tracks. It's everything you could possibly be looking for in under 30 minutes; clanging guitars, huge choruses and a roll of organ swelling like a seasick call to arms. Goner always leads and never follows, digging up the most authentic scraps of garage culture from the heartland to Australia and filtering it all through that down and dirty Memphis ear of theirs. Get on board or get left behind, suckers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;CoCoComa - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Suspicious.mp3"&gt;Suspicious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;CoCoComa - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Alright_Alright_Alright.mp3"&gt;Alright, Alright, Alright&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://search.insound.com/search/showrelease.jsp?from=49281&amp;p=INS65161"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-3305849718020656509?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3305849718020656509/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=3305849718020656509&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/3305849718020656509" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/3305849718020656509" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/2smhiduhLiA/cococoma.html" title="CoCoComa" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/cococoma.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23320141.post-7031192966539702474</id><published>2009-10-21T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T10:22:34.207-04:00</updated><title type="text">OM</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/18/l_0ed4b5d842990bffa1835f67a1c32698.jpg" height="267" width="400"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Saw OM with Six Organs of Admittance last week and though my interest in the post-Sleep project had never really dissipated it may have stagnated a bit. That is until now. The addition of Grails' Emil Amos has done nothing to diminish the band's sound, and in fact his more rhythmic style has made the live show more propulsive and visceral than the band has ever been. On record, their latest album &lt;B&gt;God is Good&lt;/b&gt; is as heavy and devastating as ever, with the only weak link being of course Cisneros' rather cringe-worthy lyrics which have dogged the band from the beginning. Still they seem to make the most out of the drum and bass (with a bit of Eastern influence mirroring Amos' work with Grails) aesthetic and continue to creep like a storm front across the unsuspecting plains with each new album that's birthed from their amplified core.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download:                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(62, 98, 24);"&gt;[MP3] &lt;/span&gt;OM - &lt;a href="http://www.ravensingstheblues.com/mp3/Meditation_is_the_Practice_of_Death.mp3"&gt;Meditation is the Practice of Death&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support the artist. Buy it: &lt;a href="http://search.insound.com/search/showrelease.jsp?from=49281&amp;p=INS67889"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23320141-7031192966539702474?l=ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7031192966539702474/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23320141&amp;postID=7031192966539702474&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/7031192966539702474" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23320141/posts/default/7031192966539702474" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ravensingstheblues/~3/Bvb6sRyQPXw/om.html" title="OM" /><author><name>dissensous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14212529949523228276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="04241264033365053555" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ravensingstheblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/om.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
