Talk to anyone in Boston's indie music community and they will tell you how magical lo-fi artist Bedbug is—even if they're too modest to ever admit it.
BEDBUG: THE BOSTON BEDROOM POP ARTIST UNIFYING A COMMUNITY
Lo-Fi
NATURE SHOTS: FINDING LIFE IN LO-FI AFTER DEATH
After back-to-back deaths, keeping faith helped Michi Tassey of People Like You make her lo-fi solo debut.
15 BEST LOCAL EPS OF 2017
There was no shortage of musical talent in 2017, and bite-sized EPs from Rams, Littlefoot, Haasan Barclay, Lilith, and more prove so.
MINI DRESSES: WHY BOSTON’S SMARTEST TRIO WAITED FIVE YEARS TO RELEASE AN ALBUM
“We try to adhere to the spirit of minimalist making, but we don’t identify as dream pop now. We just happened to make music that was dreaming.”
TRACK REVIEW: ABADABAD – “10 FINGERS”
After five years, Abadabad return with a dazzling song we give 10 out of 10 fingers (thumbs, specifically) up.
LINA TULLGREN: EARNEST OPTIMISM AND ACCIDENTAL MELANCHOLY IN NEW ENGLAND
Jamaica Plain’s rising musician on the overlooked optimism of sad guitarwork and bailing Berklee before she even got here.
OFF TO THE RACES: HORSE JUMPER OF LOVE ON DEBUT LP FANS HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR
Boston's slow-rock trio talk about the creation of and anxiety behind their emotionally jarring debut LP.
TO PLAY LOUD AND DIE IN ALLSTON
Photo By David Young
In a city that’s got plenty to choose from, the old cliché of Allston Rock City might be Boston’s truest: If you really think the band is gonna make it, that’s where you should be. And as big an eye-roll as that may incite, there’s something special about the idea ...
REVIEW: BURY US WITH ‘BURY ME AT MAKEOUT CREEK’
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.
CUFFING SEASON: THE STONER PUNKS ARE HERE TO PLAY
"it’s getting those fucking awesome repetitive sludgy riffs that you hear at the most fuzziest of tones that just make you want to get really fucking baked and fall into the riff forever, and then slam it, head-on collision, with the speed, intensity, and ferocity of the punk rock sound. When those come together, the coolest shit happens. Some galactic thing like when two planets or two suns collide. It’s like, fuck.”
