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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0" xmlns:apcm="http://ap.org/schemas/03/2005/apcm"><channel><title>MetroPulse Stories: Records</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/ae-reviews/records/?partner=RSS</link><atom:link href="http://metropulse.com/news/ae-reviews/records/?partner=RSS" type="application/rss+xml" rel="self"></atom:link><description>MetroPulse Stories: Records</description><language>en-us</language><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:author name="MetroPulse" uri="http://metropulse.com"></apcm:author><apcm:id>/news/ae-reviews/records/?partner=RSS</apcm:id><apcm:link rel="self">http://metropulse.com/feeds/headlines/ae-reviews/records/</apcm:link><apcm:updated>2008-11-21T16:16:21.772580</apcm:updated><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><item><title>Local CD Review: Johnson Swingtet
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/19/local-cd-review-johnson-swingtet/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[An anomaly among Knoxville bands, even in Knoxville’s jazz scene, the Johnson Swingtet sticks to a catalog of strictly pre-World War II jazz on its self-titled debut CD.  ]]></description><author>everettm@metropulse.com (Matthew Everett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 22:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/19/local-cd-review-johnson-swingtet/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>14010</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-11-19T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-11-19T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/nov/19/local-cd-review-johnson-swingtet/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>An anomaly among Knoxville bands, even in Knoxville’s jazz scene, the Johnson Swingtet sticks to a catalog of strictly pre-World War II jazz on its self-titled debut CD.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Arts &amp; Entertainment Editor">Matthew Everett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>Local CD Review: Johnson Swingtet</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>local-cd-review-johnson-swingtet</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Belle and Sebastian
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/19/belle-and-sebastian/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[At the start of their career, Belle and Sebastian seemed to exist in the same sort of pleasantly maudlin time capsule as an old pair of mittens or a Wes Anderson movie. The seamless beauty and consistency of their first few albums made them instant old pros, sliding their lazy afternoon tunes alongside the twinkly ballads of Nick Drake, the Velvet Underground, and the early Rolling Stones. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/11/19/belle_and_sebastian_bbc_sessions.jpg"/> ]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 22:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/19/belle-and-sebastian/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>14005</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-11-19T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-11-19T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/nov/19/belle-and-sebastian/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>At the start of their career, Belle and Sebastian seemed to exist in the same sort of pleasantly maudlin time capsule as an old pair of mittens or a Wes Anderson movie. The seamless beauty and consistency of their first few albums made them instant old pros, sliding their lazy afternoon tunes alongside the twinkly ballads of Nick Drake, the Velvet Underground, and the early Rolling Stones.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:HeadLine>Belle and Sebastian</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>belle-and-sebastian</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Boston Spaceships
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/19/boston-spaceships/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[Robert Pollard’s rationale for breaking up Guided by Voices in 2004 was that he was a grown-ass man and it was somehow unbecoming to be a member of the boy’s club that every all-male group becomes. So what does he do four years later? He starts another band, Boston Spaceships. And what’s the difference between this band, the last band, and the umpteen solo discs that arrived in the interim? Not much. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/11/19/boston_spaceships_brown_submarine.jpg"/> ]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 22:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/19/boston-spaceships/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>14006</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-11-19T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-11-19T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/nov/19/boston-spaceships/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>Robert Pollard’s rationale for breaking up Guided by Voices in 2004 was that he was a grown-ass man and it was somehow unbecoming to be a member of the boy’s club that every all-male group becomes. So what does he do four years later? He starts another band, Boston Spaceships. And what’s the difference between this band, the last band, and the umpteen solo discs that arrived in the interim? Not much.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:HeadLine>Boston Spaceships</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>boston-spaceships</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Local CD Review: John thomas Oaks
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/12/local-cd-review-john-thomas-oaks/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[Knoxville banjo player and singer John thomas Oaks recalls his years in the big city on <em>Blue York</em>, a solid set of contemporary and classic bluegrass songs based on Oaks’ recent stint in the music and theater world in New York.   ]]></description><author>everettm@metropulse.com (Matthew Everett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 22:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/12/local-cd-review-john-thomas-oaks/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13987</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-11-12T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-11-12T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/nov/12/local-cd-review-john-thomas-oaks/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>Knoxville banjo player and singer John thomas Oaks recalls his years in the big city on &lt;em&gt;Blue York&lt;/em&gt;, a solid set of contemporary and classic bluegrass songs based on Oaks’ recent stint in the music and theater world in New York. </apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Arts &amp; Entertainment Editor">Matthew Everett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>Local CD Review: John thomas Oaks</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>local-cd-review-john-thomas-oaks</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Isobel Campbell and Mark Lanegan
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/12/isobel-campbell-and-mark-lanegan/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[This second collaboration between former Belle &amp; Sebastian singer Isobel Campbell and ex-Screaming Trees frontman Mark Lanegan expands on the stark, hard-bitten austerity of 2006’s <em>Ballad of the Broken Seas</em>. Campbell, who wrote or co-wrote 16 of the 17 tracks here, provides full arrangements that draw out sharp, session-quality contributions from the backing band, but <em>Sunday at Devil Dirt</em> actually outdoes its predecessor in dreariness—where the gritty <em>Ballad</em> hit one grim note over and over, Sunday climbs to risible heights of folk melodrama. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/11/12/isobel_campbell_mark_lanegan.jpg"/> ]]></description><author>everettm@metropulse.com (Matthew Everett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 22:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/12/isobel-campbell-and-mark-lanegan/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13979</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-11-12T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-11-12T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/nov/12/isobel-campbell-and-mark-lanegan/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>This second collaboration between former Belle &amp;amp; Sebastian singer Isobel Campbell and ex-Screaming Trees frontman Mark Lanegan expands on the stark, hard-bitten austerity of 2006’s &lt;em&gt;Ballad of the Broken Seas&lt;/em&gt;. Campbell, who wrote or co-wrote 16 of the 17 tracks here, provides full arrangements that draw out sharp, session-quality contributions from the backing band, but &lt;em&gt;Sunday at Devil Dirt&lt;/em&gt; actually outdoes its predecessor in dreariness—where the gritty &lt;em&gt;Ballad&lt;/em&gt; hit one grim note over and over, Sunday climbs to risible heights of folk melodrama.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Arts &amp; Entertainment Editor">Matthew Everett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>Isobel Campbell and Mark Lanegan</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>isobel-campbell-and-mark-lanegan</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Jay Reatard
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/12/jay-reatard/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[After releasing a spate of monthly singles on Matador, each with a more limited run, Memphis punk auteur Jay Reatard has seen fit to release the entire collection on one convenient CD—so the collector scum can duke it out on eBay while the rest of us just enjoy the music. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/11/12/jay_reatard.jpg"/> ]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 22:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/12/jay-reatard/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13978</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-11-12T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-11-12T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/nov/12/jay-reatard/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>After releasing a spate of monthly singles on Matador, each with a more limited run, Memphis punk auteur Jay Reatard has seen fit to release the entire collection on one convenient CD—so the collector scum can duke it out on eBay while the rest of us just enjoy the music.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:HeadLine>Jay Reatard</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>jay-reatard</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>The Streets
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/05/streets/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[Those Brits love their scoundrels. England’s pop-music culture is rife with quasi-celebrities—see Pete Doherty and Amy Winehouse—who are better known for their chemical ingestion and star-fucking than for their music. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/11/05/street_everything_borrowed.jpg"/> ]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 22:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/05/streets/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13944</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-11-05T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-11-05T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/nov/05/streets/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>Those Brits love their scoundrels. England’s pop-music culture is rife with quasi-celebrities—see Pete Doherty and Amy Winehouse—who are better known for their chemical ingestion and star-fucking than for their music.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:HeadLine>The Streets</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>streets</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Deerhunter
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/05/deerhunter/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[This week’s indie savior, Atlanta’s hyped-to-the-stratosphere “ambient-punk” group Deerhunter, has created an album that is more or less deserving of the anticipation that was painstakingly manufactured for the band in recent months. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/11/05/deerhunter_microcastle.jpg"/> ]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 22:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/nov/05/deerhunter/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13943</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-11-05T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-11-05T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/nov/05/deerhunter/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>This week’s indie savior, Atlanta’s hyped-to-the-stratosphere “ambient-punk” group Deerhunter, has created an album that is more or less deserving of the anticipation that was painstakingly manufactured for the band in recent months.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:HeadLine>Deerhunter</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>deerhunter</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Wetnurse
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/29/wetnurse/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[Ugly is the new pretty. Rooting through the nastier side of punk, noise, and metal to uncover a perverse sort of widescreen majesty is nothing new, and plenty of bands have done it to divergent ends, from the pop sludge of the Melvins to the raw, open-hearted candor of Converge. But a young wave of underground bands is laying down a new level of ugliness that at the same time reaches new heights of sonic grandeur. New York four-piece Wetnurse steps to the head of that class with its second album, <em>Invisible City</em>. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/10/29/wetnurse.jpg"/> ]]></description><author>everettm@metropulse.com (Matthew Everett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/29/wetnurse/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13887</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-29T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-29T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/29/wetnurse/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>Ugly is the new pretty. Rooting through the nastier side of punk, noise, and metal to uncover a perverse sort of widescreen majesty is nothing new, and plenty of bands have done it to divergent ends, from the pop sludge of the Melvins to the raw, open-hearted candor of Converge. But a young wave of underground bands is laying down a new level of ugliness that at the same time reaches new heights of sonic grandeur. New York four-piece Wetnurse steps to the head of that class with its second album, &lt;em&gt;Invisible City&lt;/em&gt;.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Arts &amp; Entertainment Editor">Matthew Everett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>Wetnurse</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>wetnurse</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Of Montreal
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/29/montreal/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[First you have to get through the packaging. Of Montreal’s follow-up to <em>Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer?</em> comes in an elaborate, psychedelic, faux-primitive fold-out case decorated with phantasmagoric flowers and lithe, asexual but utterly naked people surrounded by said plant life. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/10/29/of_montreal.jpg"/> ]]></description><author>everettm@metropulse.com (Matthew Everett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/29/montreal/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13886</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-29T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-29T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/29/montreal/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>First you have to get through the packaging. Of Montreal’s follow-up to &lt;em&gt;Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer?&lt;/em&gt; comes in an elaborate, psychedelic, faux-primitive fold-out case decorated with phantasmagoric flowers and lithe, asexual but utterly naked people surrounded by said plant life.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Arts &amp; Entertainment Editor">Matthew Everett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>Of Montreal</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>montreal</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Local CD Review: The Tenderhooks
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/29/local-cd-review-tenderhooks/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[The Tenderhooks strip the twang from the jangle-pop of their earlier efforts and emphasize the “power” part of power pop on <em>New Ways to Butcher English</em>, the surprisingly quick follow-up to last year’s <em>Vidalia</em>. <em>New Ways</em> starts with the dead-end-job kiss-off “Customer Service,” a chugging, bitter riff topped off by Ben Oyler’s distinctive lead guitar and a lilting-but-angry chorus (“My ideas, man, but no one gives a damn except me”).   ]]></description><author>everettm@metropulse.com (Matthew Everett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/29/local-cd-review-tenderhooks/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13890</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-29T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-29T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/29/local-cd-review-tenderhooks/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>The Tenderhooks strip the twang from the jangle-pop of their earlier efforts and emphasize the “power” part of power pop on &lt;em&gt;New Ways to Butcher English&lt;/em&gt;, the surprisingly quick follow-up to last year’s &lt;em&gt;Vidalia&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;New Ways&lt;/em&gt; starts with the dead-end-job kiss-off “Customer Service,” a chugging, bitter riff topped off by Ben Oyler’s distinctive lead guitar and a lilting-but-angry chorus (“My ideas, man, but no one gives a damn except me”). </apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Arts &amp; Entertainment Editor">Matthew Everett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>Local CD Review: The Tenderhooks</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>local-cd-review-tenderhooks</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>CD Review: Lucinda Williams
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/22/cd-review-lucinda-williams/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[<em>Little Honey</em> suggests that if and when Lucinda Williams does settle down, there’s no real reason to think that her music will. Who the hell knows what’s really going on with her? But recent recordings have captured her singing about things that no longer lead you to believe she’s living in her car or pawning her own guitars to get someone else’s out of hock. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/10/22/lucinda_williams.jpg"/> ]]></description><author>barrettc@metropulse.com (Chris Barrett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/22/cd-review-lucinda-williams/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13854</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-22T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-22T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/22/cd-review-lucinda-williams/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>&lt;em&gt;Little Honey&lt;/em&gt; suggests that if and when Lucinda Williams does settle down, there’s no real reason to think that her music will. Who the hell knows what’s really going on with her? But recent recordings have captured her singing about things that no longer lead you to believe she’s living in her car or pawning her own guitars to get someone else’s out of hock.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Staff Writer">Chris Barrett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>CD Review: Lucinda Williams</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>cd-review-lucinda-williams</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>CD Review: Bob Dylan
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/22/cd-review-bob-dylan/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[<em>Tell Tale Signs </em>is 27 alternate takes and demos, previously unreleased songs, and live cuts of material from 1989 (<em>Oh Mercy</em>) through 2006 (<em>Modern Times</em>). Regardless of which Dylan subcult you belong to, it’s hard not to acknowledge that this has been a flattering span for him. It might be his age. It might be the age in which we live. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/10/22/bob_dylan.jpg"/> ]]></description><author>barrettc@metropulse.com (Chris Barrett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/22/cd-review-bob-dylan/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13853</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-22T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-22T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/22/cd-review-bob-dylan/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>&lt;em&gt;Tell Tale Signs &lt;/em&gt;is 27 alternate takes and demos, previously unreleased songs, and live cuts of material from 1989 (&lt;em&gt;Oh Mercy&lt;/em&gt;) through 2006 (&lt;em&gt;Modern Times&lt;/em&gt;). Regardless of which Dylan subcult you belong to, it’s hard not to acknowledge that this has been a flattering span for him. It might be his age. It might be the age in which we live.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Staff Writer">Chris Barrett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>CD Review: Bob Dylan</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>cd-review-bob-dylan</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Local CD Review: Jay Clark
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/22/local-cd-review-jay-clark/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[Singer/songwriter Jay Clark, who splits his time between Knoxville and Hazel Green, Ala., mixes it up musically on <em>I’m Confused</em>, his third album.  ]]></description><author>everettm@metropulse.com (Matthew Everett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/22/local-cd-review-jay-clark/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13855</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-22T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-22T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/22/local-cd-review-jay-clark/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>Singer/songwriter Jay Clark, who splits his time between Knoxville and Hazel Green, Ala., mixes it up musically on &lt;em&gt;I’m Confused&lt;/em&gt;, his third album.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Arts &amp; Entertainment Editor">Matthew Everett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>Local CD Review: Jay Clark</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>local-cd-review-jay-clark</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Local CD Review: Christopher Scum
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/15/local-cd-review-christopher-scum/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[There is a chasm of disconnect between the real Chris Andrews and the Christopher Scum persona he’s created over the years. The Chris that many of us know dearly loves his partner and works steadfastly to rebuild his life through his music and writing in the aftermath of a decade-plus of suicidal substance abuse, mental illness, and occasional stints in jail. And then there’s the raging beast known as Christopher Scum, a violent, profusely bleeding maniac who screams his curses at the world on a one-way descent into eternal damnation.  ]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/15/local-cd-review-christopher-scum/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13833</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-15T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-15T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/15/local-cd-review-christopher-scum/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>There is a chasm of disconnect between the real Chris Andrews and the Christopher Scum persona he’s created over the years. The Chris that many of us know dearly loves his partner and works steadfastly to rebuild his life through his music and writing in the aftermath of a decade-plus of suicidal substance abuse, mental illness, and occasional stints in jail. And then there’s the raging beast known as Christopher Scum, a violent, profusely bleeding maniac who screams his curses at the world on a one-way descent into eternal damnation.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:HeadLine>Local CD Review: Christopher Scum</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>local-cd-review-christopher-scum</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>CD Review: Gojira
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/15/cd-review-gojira/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[Gojira takes its name from the original Japanese name for Godzilla, and it’s an appropriately gigantic title for this French progressive metal band, which combines the pounding, robotic grooves of Meshuggah with the sprawling ambition of Opeth on its fourth album. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/10/15/gojira.jpg"/> ]]></description><author>everettm@metropulse.com (Matthew Everett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/15/cd-review-gojira/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13831</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-15T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-15T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/15/cd-review-gojira/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>Gojira takes its name from the original Japanese name for Godzilla, and it’s an appropriately gigantic title for this French progressive metal band, which combines the pounding, robotic grooves of Meshuggah with the sprawling ambition of Opeth on its fourth album.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Arts &amp; Entertainment Editor">Matthew Everett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>CD Review: Gojira</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>cd-review-gojira</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>CD Review: Oasis
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/15/cd-review-oasis/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[Releasing an album that became representative of its time has been a blessing and a curse for Oasis. <em>(What’s the Story) Morning Glory</em>? arrived at the perfect juncture. In 1995 everything old was new again, and the group’s guitar-heavy, Beatles-influenced anachronisms ruled the airwaves, at least for a moment. In the ensuing decade, brothers Liam and Neil Gallagher have sought to recreate <em>Morning Glory</em> with varying results. <img src="http://media.metropulse.com/metr/content/img/photos/2008/10/15/oasis.jpg"/> ]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/15/cd-review-oasis/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13830</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-15T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-15T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/15/cd-review-oasis/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>Releasing an album that became representative of its time has been a blessing and a curse for Oasis. &lt;em&gt;(What’s the Story) Morning Glory&lt;/em&gt;? arrived at the perfect juncture. In 1995 everything old was new again, and the group’s guitar-heavy, Beatles-influenced anachronisms ruled the airwaves, at least for a moment. In the ensuing decade, brothers Liam and Neil Gallagher have sought to recreate &lt;em&gt;Morning Glory&lt;/em&gt; with varying results.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:HeadLine>CD Review: Oasis</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>cd-review-oasis</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>CD Review: Gang Gang Dance
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/08/cd-review-gang-gang-dance/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[Where Gang Gang Dance formerly mixed free-form rock with ambient electronics, the excellent new release <em>Saint Dymphna</em>, titled after the Catholic patron saint of those with mental illness and of the possessed, is almost entirely electronic, with intense and intricate (mostly) live percussion.   ]]></description><author>everettm@metropulse.com (Matthew Everett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/08/cd-review-gang-gang-dance/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13803</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-08T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-08T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/08/cd-review-gang-gang-dance/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>Where Gang Gang Dance formerly mixed free-form rock with ambient electronics, the excellent new release &lt;em&gt;Saint Dymphna&lt;/em&gt;, titled after the Catholic patron saint of those with mental illness and of the possessed, is almost entirely electronic, with intense and intricate (mostly) live percussion. </apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Arts &amp; Entertainment Editor">Matthew Everett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>CD Review: Gang Gang Dance</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>cd-review-gang-gang-dance</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>Local CD Review: Central Funktion
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/08/local-cd-review-central-funktion/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[Despite the band’s name, there’s very little funk on Central Funktion’s <em>Teenage Geezer</em>.  ]]></description><author>everettm@metropulse.com (Matthew Everett)</author><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/08/local-cd-review-central-funktion/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13806</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-08T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-08T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/08/local-cd-review-central-funktion/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>Despite the band’s name, there’s very little funk on Central Funktion’s &lt;em&gt;Teenage Geezer&lt;/em&gt;.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:ByLine Title="Arts &amp; Entertainment Editor">Matthew Everett</apcm:ByLine><apcm:HeadLine>Local CD Review: Central Funktion</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>local-cd-review-central-funktion</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item><item><title>CD Review: T.I.
</title><link>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/08/cd-review-ti/?partner=RSS</link><description><![CDATA[It’s not easy being Tip. Yes, as of right now, Clifford Joseph Harris Jr. (who just turned 28) has the number one album in America. And it’s true that the new record does a fair job of reasserting his claim to rap hall-of-fame credentials, not that those should be in any doubt. So why is this one such a recurrent bummer? Probably because T.I.’s going to jail.  ]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 21:00:00 -0000</pubDate><guid>http://metropulse.com/news/2008/oct/08/cd-review-ti/?partner=RSS</guid><category>ae-reviews/records</category><apcm:ContentMetadata><apcm:id>13802</apcm:id><apcm:updated>2008-10-08T17:00:00</apcm:updated><apcm:published>2008-10-08T17:00:00</apcm:published><apcm:rights>Copyright MetroPulse, 2008</apcm:rights><apcm:link href="/news/2008/oct/08/cd-review-ti/?partner=RSS" rel="alternate"></apcm:link><apcm:summary>It’s not easy being Tip. Yes, as of right now, Clifford Joseph Harris Jr. (who just turned 28) has the number one album in America. And it’s true that the new record does a fair job of reasserting his claim to rap hall-of-fame credentials, not that those should be in any doubt. So why is this one such a recurrent bummer? Probably because T.I.’s going to jail.</apcm:summary><apcm:DateLine>Knoxville, TN</apcm:DateLine><apcm:HeadLine>CD Review: T.I.</apcm:HeadLine><apcm:Source>MetroPulse</apcm:Source><apcm:Characteristics MediaType="Text"></apcm:Characteristics><apcm:SlugLine>cd-review-ti</apcm:SlugLine></apcm:ContentMetadata></item></channel></rss>