REVIEW: The Turbosonics – Tres Gatos Suave

Inconsistencies, dagnammit! I want to really, really like, to love, to adore The Turbosonics‘ new CD, Tres Gatos Suave, a meaty slab of surf from one of Pittsburgh’s mightiest purveyors of the form. But, for every track like opener “Ricochet,” a real classic 60s rocker, there’s a dud like the trying-too-hard-to-be-Floydian “Meat Slicer From Outer Space.” For every surprise…

REVIEW: City Water – 2

The so-to-speak “elusive” City Water clearly channels Walker on its noir-jazz-saturated 2, out now on Young Tobacco Records, but, though that’s a compliment, don’t rush to buy or download the thing just yet. “In Cielo Tutto Va Bene (In Heaven Everything Is Fine)” is a divine slice of somberness for a sax, and there’s plenty…

REVIEW: Frog Eyes – Pickpocket’s Locket

You’ve got to hand it to Canadien Carey Mercer, the principal performer-songwriter behind the baroque pop outfit Frog Eyes, whose Pickpocket’s Locket LP is licking ears these days around these parts: he is nothing is not diverse. Owner of a truly elastic set of vocal chords he uses to over-enunciate phrases to the point of the…