Various Artists

Since everyone could use a little break from orange-level terror alerts and talk of looming nuclear and biological fallout, the timing couldn’t be better for a fresh dose of dub narcotic. Enter Nutone’s latest, Sunset Nights: A Collection of Deep Jazzy Beats. The compilation of acid-jazz (or nu jazz, jazzy…

30 Seconds to Mars

On the ’90s show My So-Called Life, Jared Leto courted Claire Danes via acoustic guitar. Leto has enjoyed heartthrob status ever since, appearing in small movies and Tiger Beat centerfolds. What My So-Called Life never revealed — before being canceled because Claire was too big for the small screen –…

t.A.T.u.

Redheaded Lena Katina and brown-haired Julia Volkova are t.A.T.u., two Russian teenagers who may or may not be lesbians involved in a steamy underage relationship; 200 km/h in the Wrong Lane, their English-language debut, is scorched-earth teen-exploitation pop nearly as good as “My Boyfriend’s Back” and “Leader of the Pack.”…

Ill Bill

Mere minutes into the set, he throws himself on the floor, white suede dress shoes flailing, in a spectacular display of rock ‘n’ roll grand mal. The crowd backs up, bristling with confused looks. But it’s not long before the witnesses are also seized by the “just gotta dance” reflex…

Massive Attack

Massive Attack’s slow-paced release schedule has made each of its albums a de facto statement on the UK dance-music scene: 1991’s Blue Lines practically ushered in trip-hop; ’94’s Protection and its companion, No Protection, introduced us to electronica’s dub roots (not to mention Tricky), and ’98’s Mezzanine posited group members…

Pants on Fire

“I’m just a soul whose intentions are good/ Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood.” Ol’ Eric Burdon ran through my mind when I got an angry e-mail from Jeff “Monoman” Connolly. I had asked for a high-resolution photo of his band Lyres that would be suitable for print…

Cultural Exchange

It’s 6:30 a.m. in the Stony Hill area of Kingston, Jamaica, and Joseph Hill is having one of those rare mornings where he’s actually able to spend a few precious hours at home with his wife. Days from now, the founding member of the visionary reggae group Culture will find…

Starke Truth

Never know what to expect from Raiford Starke, but rest assured that it won’t be soft, fluffy, cuddly, sissy stuff. Whether the 40-year-old singer-guitarist is blasting electric blues with a full band or sittin’ on a stool with his acoustic on his knee, Starke’s Southern swamp-boogie always confirms a raw…

Lemon Jelly

Lemon Jelly is onto something. It has transformed the cold, sterile, repetitive nature of electronic music into comforting, infectious, cotton-candy-flavored jams. Let’s call it slap-happy hip-hop, shall we? The duo’s second full-length serves up eight tracks of quirky kitsch and melodic daydreaminess balanced out with an abundance of samples. “Space…

Cannonball Adderley

The late Julian “Cannonball” Adderley’s near-legendary album Radio Nights, recorded live at New York’s old Half Note in 1967 and 1968 for radio broadcast, has long been hoarded by vinyl collectors. Now producer Joel Dorn has transferred this gem to CD on his new Hyena label. The nightclub mics are…

DJ Quik

If nothing else, DJ Quik is responsible for “Safe + Sound,” the greatest, most emblematic gangsta-rap chorus of all time: “Some believe in Jesus/and some believe in Allah/But niggas like me/believe in makin’ dollaz.” But if you think that’s all he has to say, the rest of this collection –…

Venus Hum

Venus Hum, a Tennessee trio that includes not a single guitar, actually derives its name from what is possibly the coolest medical condition since narcolepsy: Tony Miracle, credited with computers and electronics, hears the pulse from his jugular vein in his ear. Hummingbirds contains three re-recordings from the band’s first…

Wood Nymphs

In the cultural Gobi desert that is the American public school system, choir practice might lead somewhere later in life. Forced to practice patriotic dreck like “In the Spirit of Hope” in Mrs. Fazoli’s class, our youth have only screeching some abominable Whitney Houston song on American Idol to aspire…

Leeding by Example

Austin Leeds has just wrapped up a track with Orlando-based pal DJ Jimmy Van M at a Miami studio. In a few days, he’ll ship off to Australia and New Zealand for shows with German trance DJ Timo Maas. Back at the ranch — actually, his parents’ home in Coral…

George Harrison

In 1995, reflecting on the toll that Beatlemania took on the Fab Four, George Harrison said, “They gave their money, and they gave their screams, but the Beatles kind of gave their nervous systems.” Harrison spent his solo career trying to reconstruct some semblance of normalcy while aspiring to the…

Dolled Up

Are you ready to get liberated? Have you accepted Rock ‘n’ Roll as your personal savior? Has sweater season got you itchin’ to see some skin? Go on and head down to Churchill’s for humpday and catch the Demolition Doll Rods, the greatest go-go/rock outfit going. Known as much for…

In the Clear

Pirate radio reaches more eardrums in South Florida than anywhere else in the country, says the FCC. Which is fine by Bandwidth, cuz such illicit sounds are among the few interesting offerings on local airwaves. Except for one, shiny, corporate exception that proves the rule: Native Noise, the newly reinstated…

Simian

It’s obvious from “LA Breeze,” the brilliant Big Beat/Magical Mystery Tour hybrid that opens Simian’s sophomore album, that this music could have come only from Britain. Both this song and “Sunshine” sound like surefire chart-toppers, assuming people still want to hear indelibly flatulent analog-synth hooks, chikka-wikka guitars, and beautiful backing…

Various Artists

The soundtrack to the new Laurence Fishburne motorcycle fiasco, Biker Boyz, skews toward those hip-hop loyalists enticed by big-screen Ruff Ryders iconography — typical Jadakiss bluster; a tasty Redman joint; Mowett & Loon’s awful, Toto-sampling “Tru Rider” — but it also takes a cue from Kid Rock (who turns up…

The Buzzcocks

Although the band was somewhat obscure in America during the original days of punk, the Buzzcocks’ esteem among the faithful has risen until now, when the band ranks right up alongside the Ramones, Sex Pistols, and Wire as punk’s founding fathers. This new self-titled album, featuring original members Pete Shelley…

The (International) Noise Conspiracy

Never understood why the Hives were the ones tagged as Your New Favourite Band (from Sweden, anyway), when the (International) Noise Conspiracy does virtually the same thing, only better. Actually, I do: The Hives play it Swede and lowbrow, hoping to move heads (but definitely not brains) by mimicking Mick…

Mellowdrone

Jonathan Bates’ claim that his major-label debut was “lovingly recorded in a bedroom” is slightly misleading: With his solo career in a fledgling state, Bates caught the attention of Tony Berg, an A&R executive who signed Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and Beck. Soon after, the magic of studio-enhanced remastering transformed…