Franz Ferdinand, 'Tonight: Franz Ferdinand' (Domino/Epic)
Bumping and grinding with rock's sauciest cads.
By Brian Raftery 12.22.08 9:41 AM
How did Scottish people ever have sex before the existence of Franz Ferdinand? No offense to the Highlands' cozy twee-pop lineage, but until this Glasgow band's lusty 2004 debut, the height of Scot-rock ribaldry was either (a) Shirley Manson or (b) Rod Stewart in a kilt.
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Album of the Year: TV on the Radio
It was the best of times and the worst of times for these anxious, angry, skeptical, visionary young men. Here's how the apocalyptic Dear Science helped turn TV on the Radio into one of the world's greatest bands.
By Brian Raftery 12.15.08 4:23 PM
"Do the butt dance. Do the butt dance!"
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Fucked Up: Crazy/Beautiful
Blood-splattered gigs. Onstage meltdowns. Airport assaults. Nineteen-minute songs. They're called Fucked Up for a reason. The naked truth behind punk's ballsiest band.
By Brian Raftery 11.20.08 5:31 PM
Damian Abraham is a formidablelooking dude -- he describes himself, accurately, as "a 300pound balding lead singer, covered in hair in all the wrong places" -- and when he steps to a basement studio microphone in Toronto, he resembles a squishy giant preparing for combat. Abraham (a.k.a. Pink Eyes, a.k.a.
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Tom Gabel, 'Heart Burns' (Sire)
Anarcho-punk bard unplugs machine, still wounds fascists.
By Brian Raftery 10.27.08 9:49 AM
On this mostly acoustic seven-song EP, the politically minded Against Me!
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Led Astray
The Song Remains the Same, alas, remains the same.
By Brian Raftery 12.13.07 3:45 AM
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