Today’s mainstream pop typically consists of a dozen co-writers for predictable songwriting and unnaturally overproduced crap music, but Lady Lamb is proving to be an exception to that rotten rule.
She bravely fronts her band, wields a bass, and sings her guts out.
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“It’s one thing to have poetry events in Cambridge, but there is really no accessible slam on this side of the river in Boston,” says slammaster Janae Johnson. “One of our main goals is to have an accessible venue where poets can express themselves in a safe space free of racism, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, et cetera.”
There aren’t enough bands in the alternative scene fronted by badass bass-wielding babes. Fortunately, Mitski and her brand-spankin’-new record 'bury me at makeout creek' are here to correct that issue.
West’s harmonies seem to belong alongside Hlavinka’s vocal and piano prowess, and his tasteful acoustic fingerpicking rounds out their ambient folk sound.
Those in question of the new sound clearly don’t see that all the consistent heart and meaning Pianos Become The Teeth has conjured over the years is only growing.
Rice still has the uncanny ability to floor us with his polished simplicity.
The songs on Ruins all sounds as simple as the way they were recorded—alone in Portugal on a portable 4-track.