Review: The Marches – 4 A.M. Is The New Midnight

The Marches get about 65 seconds into the opening of its Satellite/Star Records outing before someone name-drops the title of the record. The detail is a minor but, unfortunately, an illustrative one. 4 A.M. Is The New Midnight always seems in a rush to nail down the bottom line and deliver; while this keeps the…

Review: Pit Er Pat – “High Time”

Every time I listen to Pit Er Pat, I am reminded of the early silent films of Man Ray, the way the camera fixates on an object or a motion and, by fixing its gaze, somehow both illuminates and changes it. Like Ui before them, these guys know that, if you give voice to the…

Review: Blackout Beach – “Skin of Evil”

The record opens with a repetitive thumping, like some primitive dance beat mouthed onto the waiting surface of a microphone, before we hear the guitar, shimmering and beautiful, a fragile and repeating series of notes cascading off the walls in an echo chamber. Voices drone and murmur low in the background. “I think there was…