Slipped Discs

Canyons - Keep Your Dreams

Suave parties spark rubbery jungle constructions, strobe-lit vertigo splattering after-hours pow-wows, Canyon’s jet-set experiments indoctrinates simmering techno rampages via spooky rock-arena cool, lighting glossy proto-soul raves from cyber-forged heartbeats, posh pop-rock and braying sax. Raving mad house music labs streaming dark, creamy sequences, moody mosh-pit encryptions secreting elastic pre-programmed spasms, “Dreams,” redeems laser-beam nostalgia with ever-ready grooves and mind-altering tunes

The Cribs - In The Belly of the Brazen Bull

Cage-rattling factories spewing wicked ballistic ballads, “Belly,” staggers, captures and beautifully bashes majestic mosh-pit rock, toppling unstoppable sincerity, crackling melodies and fist-thrusting courage for sizzling missiles lobbed straight into delirious miracles. Back to the original three brother line-up, The Cribs’ rip-roaring chords, needling riffs, anxious bass and thunderous drums stir caterwauling cauldrons into directly vexing tension mounting restlessly perplexing connections.

Neneh Cherry and the Thing - The Cherry Thing

A groovy Medusa, Cherry reworks the Stooges, Suicide, Ornette Coleman and her father’s fringe binges in avant-garde decisions. Conjuring cathartic visions via roller-coaster devotions, “Thing,” yearns for complex pleasures, exhuming the brutal and the beautiful, expressing turbulent worries through free jazz fevers, braying sax, bullish bass and Tommy-gun drums; bold, controlling emotions wrapped tight aching to embrace the world.

Cat Power - Sun

A beacon of steamy bohemian shuffles and brisk, shimmering opinions splashed over bayou-hungry grooves, “Sun,” plunders ragged scats, cooked hooks and vixen fiction for folk-soul rainbows covered with corrosive notions and stamped in enchanted incantations. Citing frightening modern maladies, CP’s casual valor crackles in warmly familiar misfortunes, whirlwind wisdom and sensitive benevolence braving outraged saviors, prudent suitors and kindred sinners. Cat Power plays Milwaukee’s Pabst Theater on October 29th.

John Cale - Shifty Adventures of Nookie Wood

Cagey innovator and stoic, art-rock mischief-maker, Cale’s dark, carnival electro-pop lobs zombie trots and halting waltzes, crafting savage fabrications from industrial muscle, flying wise, dignified indictments beside juicy eulogies and mountainous pronouncements. Beyond European salons, African rhythms absorb New Wave beats as, “Shifty,” visits delicious hybrid glitches, lifting slumbering undulations into cantering tangents, tweaking Old World flair with digital visions.

Clinic - Free Reign

Unglued blues prowl and peruse while muddled clubhouse curmudgeons creep, creak and brood, steely-eyed and serpentine, Clinic’s wiggling post-punk addictions and woozy basement-rock convictions cast murky magic over dank, clanging dangers; chain-rattling wranglers driving sleepless dreams between jazzy fog-bound travesties and mild-mannered psycho-ticklish ministries. Straining in mournful horns, jumpy percussion and spooked-out guitars, “Reign,” reclaims abrasive dockside savior’s endgame shenanigans.

The Capsules - Northern Lights and Southern Skies

China-doll cosmonauts dressed in intergalactic glamour propel The Capsules’ fashionable, air-brushed ballads from jet-set epilepsy to android chic. Thick, swirling synths, sizzling shotgun drums and poltergeist guitars launch tundra-crunching caravans, tweaking sleek space-pop into lofty dream-rock for enchanted vamps from cozy hostesses. Fueled by feathery dancing fantasies packed with post-romantic mechanics, “Northern,” paints New Wave caves papered in heaven-heavy luxury. 

CocoRosie - Tales of a GrassWidow

Dainty, daunting dervishes, CocoRosie’s sleepy freak-folk opuses embrace tasty hip-hop art-pop for quirky bursts working sonic sorcery. Eerie queries turn provocative prophecies while fractured mash-ups blend lysergic lullabies into an intriguing seasoning of post-millennial fairy-tales and coy, primordial short-stories. Haunting concerts of studio doodles flickering in whimsical serendipity, “GrassWidow,” possesses unexpected cyber-treasures unearthing nurturing caresses in cauldrons coddling candle-lit enchantments.

Cloud Boat - Book of Hours

Eerily weary, CB’s weighty, sedated galley-ship trip-hop hovers in distinctly insistent minimalism and expansive phantom ambience. Frail and ephemeral, anguished beauty confronts gentle intensity floating past wilting strokes from careful guitars; monastery murmurs unburden solemn golems simmered in cavernous synths and flickering beats as, “Hours,” tick away in tender effervescence and pensive empathy, nursing sacred aches from dark, unsettled hearts.

Neko Case - The Worse Things Get, The Harder I Fight, The Harder I Fight, The More I Love You

A passionate maverick whose nurturing assertions examine family abandonment, Case’s boldly told tales are iconic tonics spiked with intimate mysteries. Misfit gifts of casual confidence, strident kindness and placid tenacity dissect complex connections with strong-wills routed through militant resilience. Framed in twang and free-ranging harangues, “Harder,” harbors liberated fables; lean, dreamy, indie-pop thoughtfully pieced from personal concerns stirring incendiary insights.

CAVE - Threace

Slithering minimalism built from bebop chops and jagged jazz-funk romps, “Threace,” pieces subtle muscle to hip, interlocking riffs for panting jam-band trances whose understated patience uncoils marathon paragons of hypnotic providence and instinctive revision. Rocking to heady, rhythm-fed treasures thrashing in galactic dashes and pivoting syncopation, CAVE enslaves loose, elusive moves within jungle-fevered dreams; guiding driving jive around mind-melting stealth.

Marley Carroll - Sings

Intergalactic traveler routing rhythmic vistas into scenic sonics, Carroll’s computerized grooves build synth-pop heavens whose chiffon brawn, intricate mixes and lusty shuffles flirt, revert and skirt mastering plastic disco-soul, funky rainbow space-rock and quasi-symphonic electronica. Vast imaginative patches of studio-groomed savvy balance mechanical fantasies against breathless synthetics while, “Sings,” soars and explores, cantering in expansive cybernetic trances and programmed techno-romances.

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