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...manic playing of Matt Tong, rock's best new drummer in years. Bruce Springsteen Devils & Dust The title track from the Boss's new album starts with a gentle acoustic strum, gains steam on the backs of evocative nouns (blood, stone, bone) and peaks with a harmonica solo. It's nothing new, which is to say, it's very good. Martha Wainwright Bloody Mother f******* A****** The dry, ecstatic voice is a legacy of papa Loudon and mama Kate McGarrigle, but the talent for profanity is all her own. This roar of a song is further proof that a girl...
...nickname; his real name is Dante Smith. At 31, Mos is one of the few (only?) rapper-actors who is actually good at both. As a musician, he has a reputation for being progressive and socially conscious, a post-bling antidote to hip-hop's rampant gangsterism. His latest solo album, The New Danger, came out in October, and it's an example of how Mos's iron commitment to his idiosyncratic sensibility can get in his way. It features his laid-back, verbally adroit rapping over shredding rock riffs. Critics dug it, but some fans shrugged. "I think people...
...impression of himself seducing a date to light jazz: "Oh yeah. Oh. Yeah. Let me close these blinds. Is it hot in here? It's gotta be these hot, smooth sounds!" When he learns that I used to play the cello, he becomes an M.C. busting rhymes over a solo cellist: "Break it down, Johann! Rock awwwn! Can the cello have some, y'all? I'd say the cellist ain't had some in a long time...
...weekly America, after years of tension with the Vatican doctrinal office run by Joseph Cardinal Ratzinger; in New York City. A source close to America says Ratzinger's office demanded that Reese, who sometimes aired liberal views, be axed. The Jesuit spokesman in Rome says Reese made his decision solo, after Ratzinger was elected Pope...
...create what could be the first disco chain-gang song. They Never Got You starts with another bass riff before adding drums, a Moog synthesizer and viola so judiciously that you hardly realize they're there. The power pop of Sister Jack breaks for a hysterically grimy guitar solo that stops cold at the last verse, like a guard dog at an electric fence; nothing on Gimme Fiction is allowed to get in the way of melody. There are a few subtle effects--a tape loop ticking away like a lawn sprinkler on the ecstatic My Mathematical Mind, some buried...