In their native Japan, Yura Yura Teikoku are twenty-year psych-rock veterans, beloved above-ground vets with a ten-album discography revered for the sort of obstinate high quality of Sonic Youth more so than the fitful, morphing back catalogs of the Flaming Lips or Butthole Surfers. On Hollow Me / Beautiful, their tenth record, they ditch some of the prog and punk leanings of earlier stuff to pillage instead 1970s AM gold, in the process creating warped, dreamy pop-rock. It is as much fun as it is brazenly insane. The first ...
It’s been half a decade since The Pixie’s triumphant reunion performance at Coachella. During that time, the band has revitalized the reunion industry for Alternative Nation alumni acts, played every major festival on earth, done a couple of theater tours, and refused to put out any new music (although Frank Black did release his best post-Pixies work to date as Grand Duchy.) So it was hardly a surprise when The Pixies announced they’d be hitting the road again, this time to perform their classic 1989 album Doolittle. How many people would come to hear one of the best 38:38 seconds of alternative rock? It turns out enough to sell out three nights in Hollywood.
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