Well no matter, it's here now. And if you loved hostile, belligerent John Oates then you'll love hostile, belligerent Michael Jackson.
So much for Anakin Skywalker being the Chosen One. Turns out it was Michael McDonald all along.
Sigh. Once again there's so much music and so little time. In fact, most of albums on this list can't properly be considered "new" anymore, but that's life.
Dave King - Indelicate (Sunnyside Records)
King has already established himself as a jazz percussionist par excellence with the Bad Plus and Happy Apple, but here he decides to carry the entire load himself. While I'd love to say that Indelicate is a prime example of a talented artist finally allowed to break free from the shackles of the group format, that isn't really the case here. King's muscular and primal rhythmic approach to the drum kit carries over to the piano but it becomes clear fairly quickly that while King has a number of good ideas (among them the simple but engaging "Homage: Young People" and the bouncy "I
Over the years I've been reluctant to get rid of music that isn't good enough to enjoy repeatedly, but not bad enough to outright dismiss. But now that I've acquired close to 30,000 songs it's time to make some decisions, and while hard drive space may be unlimited my patience is not. So in the Yea or Nay series I'll give an album one final chance to prove its worth and avoid being jettisoned into the cold, black expanse of my Recycle Bin.
I've observed over the past several years that few groups of music fans are as fickle as frequenters of indie music blogs. They seem to judge music by some set of unwritten, yet ever-changing rules. The slightest transgression - a change in sound, label, or look, for instance - is enough to turn album reviews into obituaries. Such seemed to be th
