Slipped Discs

St. Vincent - Strange Mercy

Cool, ghoulish guitars unraveling ripped runs from walloping chops and funky grunts against vivid synths and livid delivery, “Mercy,” serves gilded memories over liberated librettos packing punches inside tweaked dreams covered in pleasing pandemonium. St. Vincent’s discerning yearnings burst in sharp turns and wide-eyed surprises, melodramatic maneuvers proving irresistible crucibles for smoldering treasures. Catch her conquering Milwaukee’s Pabst October 3rd

VHS or Beta - Diamonds and Death

Peek-a-boo grooves twist and shout unrolling house-rockin’ rhapsodies between steamy disco fevers streaming over non-stop strobe-lit fantasies. Throbbing spot-on hob-knobbing frolic in polished mosh-pit palpitations, robot hooks and dark romance, “Diamonds,” cuts rugs and fashion action-packed panache from dreamy sequencers and funky bass primed for gothic crimes. Four years since their last release, VHS or Beta mine refined, rock-hard tunes.

Nick Lowe - The Old Magic

Finger-snapping smooth and country-hip cool, Wilco tour-mate Lowe’s 13th album wraps itself around sentimental eloquence, replacing pub-rock raves made famous in his early days with a captivating compendium of frisky, rockabilly lullabies, starry-eyed Merseybeat and crooning Texas swing. Ace back-up and star-filled cameos from Paul Carrack, Jimmie Vaughan and Ron Sexsmith insure, Magic,” dazzles with professional performances surrounding impeccable arrangements.

The Gift - Explode

Grand-standing anthems dismantling pop-rock parades, “Explode,” downloads delirium-steered queries, igniting enchanted rockets bursting in perfect bubbles and blockbuster bombast. Symphonic aeronautics scoring escalated elation and kaleidoscopic schizophrenia, Portugal’s The Gift’s majestic conquests swiftly lift psychedelic synths above seductive child-like exuberance to layered melodramatic bravery breaching soaring guitar contortions exploring surrendered arena-sized splendor. The Gift visits Chicago’s Double Door Oct 11th.

Jonathan Coulton - Artificial Heart

Smug, scrubbed and lovingly nurturing slick, swift charisma plus warm, unconstrained humanity, Coulton’s cajoling polemics pitch snickering curveballs, off-beat promises inside anti-hero overtures. Produced by TMBG’s John Flansburgh with vocal contributions from Suzanne Vega, John Roderick and Sara Quinn, “Artificial,” pumps out effortless guitar-looped waltzes, punchy New Wave wing-dings and buffed studio-savvy ballads, successfully launching a dazzling, sugar-coated geek-pop cabaret.

Treefight for Sunlight - A Collection of Vibrations for your Skull

Brimming with spinning day-glo piano runs, trippy choirboy whimsy and tumbling pop-rock glee, TFS’s cartwheel zeal manifests youthful truths into carefree catalysts; magical infatuations spawning epic fascinations, arm-stretching sections nestling plush harmonies over Danish retro-psychedelia. Crashing clouds of angelic after-thoughts led by radiant sages, “Vibrations,” bounces merrily knitting rainbow ballets stoked in action-packed happiness, shimmering hymns kicking in quivering climaxes

John Wesley Harding - The Sound of his own Voice

Giddy literacy enlivens the already lively folk-pop mockery and jester-peppered cheer, “Voice,” cradles modern-day life-lessons lined with ticklishly articulate irony and sly subtext. A toastmaster backed by an all-star cast culled from R.E.M. and the Decemberists, Harding illustrates, extrapolates and occasionally speculates, dispensing battling narrators, bantering agitators and slanted sociology in neatly-packaged hooks wrapped around witty novellas harboring intellectual revenge.

The Dø - Both Ways Open Jaws

Assembling trembling, tongue-twisting tempos this pair of European collaborators crafts squealing helium realism juggling pixilated perspectives around cartoon calliopes and woozy hallucinogenic melodies. Fusing quaint upbeat joy to foxy rockin’ swagger, jazzy spell-binding finery and hippie-rock kaleidoscopes, Jaws,” never over-indulges, soliciting mysteries with innocent consistency, playfully waylaying conventional expectations in a frothy broth of bewitching keyboard carnivals performing enchanting arabesques.

Band of Bees - Every Step’s A Yes

Deep-shag folk-pop and chameleonic conga lines meander through cosmic jukeboxes extolling unburdened bliss powered by boundless curiosity as, “Yes,” nets leisurely achievements for Britain’s drowsy dabblers. Speculating over cavernous psychedelic jug-bands and subtle Afro-Cuban dueling, The Bees’ poppy-field jamboree gracefully conjure a splendid blend of humble, hummable campfire head-trips subverted into tropical daydreams drizzled in unhesitating harmonies and fretful tenderness.

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

Los Campesinos! - Hello Sadness

Licking delicious wounds, consuming outmoded empires, “Sadness,” greets everyday ennui with frank angst and heart-wrenching contempt lined in retreaded memories, invective conjecture and randy candor. Gawky jockeys chasing traceless impatience, LC!’s sharp, carping lyrics explode into wiry brain-knots, mating anxious drums and twitchy indie-rock to hopeful odes nursing regressed regrets, slicing open societal secrets through flag-waving saviors and pop-singing trail-blazers.

Sam Phillips - Solid State: Songs from the Long Player

The physical release highlighting her web-based music subscription, “Solid,” melts perceptive pop, melodic taunts and winning minimalism into brilliant cabaret. Illuminating danger in prowling purrs and captivating rasps, Phillip’s skimmed wisdom in foxy fandangos marry the matter of fact among the idiosyncratic, injecting smart, coquettish measures to warmly familiar frameworks for a magical match of willful guile and diplomatic craft.

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