Slipped Discs

This Is The Kit - Moonshine Freeze

Imaginative patterns invoking indigenous wisdom with delicate fellowship, This Is The Kit’s beguiling style allies curlicue grooves with mythical lyrics for rhythmic rivulets delivering indie-pop ingenuity inside butterfly jigs, healing reels and sober odes. Bouncing between jazzy smack-downs amid Celtic incantations and bewitching whimsy encased in brassy art-rock cool, “Freeze,” weaves wishing-well spells around joy-infused tunes and soulful post-folk adventures.

Broken Social Scene - Hug of Thunder

Radiant blockbuster bluster flanked in horns and woodwinds, “Hug,” holds democratic pageants equally beautiful and beastly, with vivacious double-dipped harmonies calmly cursed in searching verse peddling posh silk-sheet philosophies underneath metropolitan squalor. Loyal voyeurs reporting lovelorn glories, Broken Social Scene hones lusty percussion into fidgety bliss and sage language into scrappy happiness turning grand romantic pantomimes into glamorous indie-pop ambushes.

Manchester Orchestra - A Black Mile to the Surface

Overflowing disclosure trickles from solemn longing gift-wrapped in rapturous whispers to blistering blasts braving heart-wrenching connections with masthead-strapped passion; Manchester Orchestra tackle singular decisions with rock-strong conviction tempered in unconditional forgiveness. Demon-chasing danger stalks escape-velocity monstrosities with stellar white-knight might as, “Surface,” works pre-dawn swan-songs flushed in hushed production and broken by castle-crumbling rumble launching cataclysmic riffs among super-heated beats.

Twinsmith - Stay Cool

Summery funk plunges from swiveling disco synth-pop to breezy seaside soft-rock while, “Cool,” heats, tweaks and teases fool-proof rendezvous with one-night stand abandon; drums, bass and guitars dart among bold, bright stroboscopic bop caressing flexible suggestions in gentle persuasions. Downstream dancers in uptown parades, Twinsmith’s day-glo palette flashes neon sequences splashed in weekend nostalgia for nightclub courtships channeling clandestine fantasies.

Weatherboy - Weatherboy

Kindred-spirit sincerity surrounds Weatherboy’s head-spinning polyrhythm and mouth-watering melodies, sweeping blue-skies inside humble-pie for carefree South Seas serenades nestled in modern-rock meditations. Famished dynamics crash casual beachfront tea-parties in balmy sambas, tourist choruses and traveling ballads as the California duo’s self-titled debut produces cozy chamber-folk anecdotes bobbing beneath peaceful easels; paradise dotted in pop optimism, mellow showmanship and tender lessons.

Waxahatchee - Out In The Storm

Battering-ram stamina paired with outspoken vocals, “Storm,” marries adversarial resilience to unapologetic messages, determined street-punk burns to whitewater-tossed logic and survivalist defiance to unselfish confession. Alt-rock cherry-bombs dropped into solid methodical introspection, Waxahatchee’s karmic kamikaze dives headfirst into conflict-rich situations with hindsight snipes hiding sensitive memories with impeccable rejection. A mesmerizing performer, Waxahatchee plays Madison’s High Noon Saloon July 20th.

Dent May - Across the Multiverse

Meta-intellect connected to swooning satin-smooth moods, May’s candy-coated soul preaches cheeky sweetness whose sanitized romances hide ironic sonnets beneath immaculate pop concoctions. Fizzy and clever, shiny and coy, “Multiverse,” combines early uptown disco into pastel power-ballads for luscious post-modern music-hall, lathering shy choirboy daydreams in sunshine harmonies, bell-bottom bass-lines and winsome sing-along choruses wrung from passive calculations parodying exacting craft.

Ema - Exile in the Outer Ring

Conceived in a basement confronting working-class anxiety, gender politics and American redemption, “Exile,” emerges from crumbling assumptions and bittersweet beliefs to exude vigilant discipline hot-boxed in processed buzz and consumed in looming gloom. Absorbent, resilient, resourceful and determined, EMA glowers in overflowing cacophony compacted by disembodied philosophy, jack-hammered examination and transient alienation rupturing from tungsten-spun cyber-grunge washed with post-millennial micro-tensions.

Nadine Shah - Holiday Destination

A spine-tingling temptress controlling irrepressible tempests, Shah’s Afro-funky percussion, riff-driven bridges and phat punch-drunk brass command wary mercenaries brokering smoking-gun covenants. Rug-cutting struts shouldered by dark, smoldering vocals, “Destination,” stalks in flagrant secret-agent patience and curdling worldly self-assurance; building selective declarations into no-nonsense concerts by decorating eclectic perspectives with razor-edge shreds then exposing hard, cold logic to dangerously contagious persuasions.

Unkle - The Road Part 1

Enthralling and exotic, softly methodical and curiously subversive, “Road,” journeys through soulful doldrums past heart-pounding grooves draped in svelte, acoustic interludes. Diligent wisdom marches guarded desires down cavalier travelogues unraveling diva soliloquies teased in majestic poltergeist sketches of gripping visions; elaborate collapse greets seamless segues throughout Unkle’s dawn-breaking studio symphonies simmering with synthetic tentacles threatening cap-sized rapture and reckless spectacle.

Angelo De Augustine - Swim Inside the Moon

Tranquil, woodshed-weathered feather-bed folk, “Moon,” dances in spring-creek rambles where finger-picking mastery splashed in nimble divinity captures anointed counterpoint sprinkled with vine-climbing symmetry. Sleepy reverb envelopes inquisitive rhythms mimicking precious memories as De Augustine’s comforting voice and graceful guitar navigate embroidered pastoral voyages enlisting distant whispers and wistful wishes; open-hearted verse poured over engorged chords, assorted flourishes and embellished progressions. 

Gogol Bordello - Seekers and Finders

Punk gumption funneled into braying horns and dervish-serviced fiddles, the defiant, strident, Gogol Bordello’s quick-pivoting Balkan-rock rains raving Spaghetti Western rampages over Bolshevik-rich mosh-pits with skulking muscle and barking espionage. Growling defcon stomps packed in Cossack cool, “Seekers,” wreak compassionate havoc with gypsy-swinging opinions inhabiting iron-willed party-tunes. Opening for Modest Mouse, the band plays Madison’s Breese Stevens Field September 30th.

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