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...crossing the border a few times a week to go to concerts and paw through the bins of San Diego's record stores. By 1986, he had scraped together enough money digging ditches and working in restaurants to buy a Yamaha Portasound and began making music with an adolescent synth band called Artefakto...
...song on a Dawson Creek compilation. But don’t get the wrong idea, he’s not a teenager’s popstar nor is his music suitable for the WB. Rather Yorn is a serious musician, who plays the guitars, bass, piano, drums, tambourines and synth strings on the album and sings as well. His self-created sound mixes folkish American rock with the luscious melodies of British pop. The songs revolve around themes of distance and intimacy, and Yorn refuses to fall into the cliche of lonely singer/songwriter. Instead he notices the failings and exhilarations...
Even when Hefner tries to “rock,” the harder songs are infused with organs, accordions, or other melodically dilapidating synth noises. “The Cure for Evil,” and “Painting and Kissing” are good tracks that tend to separate themselves from the pack. Despite its setbacks, We Love the City is a generally good album that is a lot deeper than a lot of low-fi indie offerings out there. But with such a deep field of English music out there, providing the only solace from...
...generation avoids the impression of almost fussy prettiness that has sometimes crept into his studio albums by laying it down live in this marvelous double CD. Thing is, he really does sound that smooth, and boy can he play. More importantly, he is as comfortable wailing on the guitar synth like some 21st-century muezzin as he is ripping it up on a chestnut such as "All the Things You Are." With one foot in the future and the other in the past - and the compositional chops to provide the essential context that separates musicians from riffmongers - Metheny is doing...
...Lower East Side of New York, in the '70s and '80s, obsessives fixated on heroin or music. I chose tunes. My technique was simple. Step one: fixate on an artist. Perhaps a friend passes on a compilation cassette. Gee, what was that great cut with the chugging synth line? Main title from " The Never-Ending Story," a German kid-fantasy, huge in Europe, bomb in the States. Artist: Limahl. Of course, Limahl. Every record outlet has a Limahl section, right...