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Prismatics
Prismatics are a duo of guitarist Joe Campbell and drummer Mike Shoun, although the latter also provides drum machine, electronics. Both do a little bit of vocals too. The drum patterns are usually slow in here and the guitar waves on top. Themselves they think it's a cross-over of 'early Cabaret Voltaire to late John Coltrane' but I think it's a bit dub like in a heavy way. Laswell, old Scorn those would be my references.

3 Leafs

Mandrake (CD release)
Mandrake is an Oakland-based acoustic quartet playing indie/prog rock.

The Music of Brent Weinbach
Professional comedian Brent Weinbach is also an accomplished professional piano player. That's not a joke. Brent's piano/vocal compositions veer towards the melancholy side of Tin Pan Alley. The arrangements are musically sophisticated and the lyrics are wistful, sad, and occasionally humorous. Hey, but who knows, he may just bust out with his show-stopping trip-hop gyrations.

Night Wounds
"Nice, L.A.-based noise-spasmo trio, recorded live a the practice space and doing a cover of VOM's "Electrocute Your Cock" in everything but name! Semi-harsh guitar-stun dynamics and some no-waved based simple ass rhythm charts." - Byron Coley

"It is nothin short of a goddamn pleasure to encounter a record from a Los Angeles band what's got it's limbs 'n lungs attuned to avant styled scraping's. The Thin Wrist label ably provides as much w/every release by in house trucker's like Open City or Curtains & the Not Not Fun collective have a veritable Spahn Ranch of sonic assassins loose on the landscape as well. And as if that weren't enough, here comes this long player from Night Wounds bringin it's own brand of aural slaughter to the barnyard. Released on the Woodsist label, 'Allergic To Heat' is a solid block of dunt that fuses the distant Kraut thump of nascent Savage Republic w/the No Wave distillation of (early) Silver Abuse & End Result that's capable of peelin both skin 'n paint, either of which is dandy by me in these frigid times. - Siltblog

Twin Crystals
Vancouver's Twin Crystals "features former members of the relatively obscure Channels 3 & 4, melts moog synth and delayed vocals into evil, psychedelic drones and explodes live drums and guitar into wild thrashing fits." - The Stranger

Ketman
Boston's Ketman likes The Minutemen, Joan Jett, Iron Maiden, Cole Porter, Helms, Ho-Ag, Big Bear and many other individuals and groups who have inspired them to cram into a jeep with drums tied to the roof and drive around barking at people in different cities while subsisting on canned corn. They've been compared to Mission of Burma, Unwound and the Cramps (one time Vinnie Vegas in san pedro said so) and hope that the people who said this were not lying. (bio)

Rockin Chair
"They've done the outlaw country tradition proud. These young men are equally adept with the weepy balladry, ragged around the edges excursions consisting of cracked vocals, acoustic guitar, and violin, as they are with rockers like “Old Timey Feeling” (Credence Clearwater Revival beaten to within an inch of its life) and “Your Sisters and Your Sisters’ Friends” (think Long Ryders and early Uncle Tupelo)." - Pop Matters

Shakey Bones
Synthesizing folk and punk, they forge relentlessly catchy, and often touching, songs about how boring it is to live in Walnut Creek. (bio)

Di Di Mao
from the ashes of the Full Moon Partisans.

The Finches
"A west-coast duo of Carolyn Pennypacker Riggs and Aaron Morgan, The Finches tread a fine line between pop and folk on the short release, with melodic nods to both Leonard Cohen and Francoise Hardy. "The Road" opens the disc and acoustic guitar and bass provide simple but effective backing for the disarming vocals of Pennypacker Riggs, who manages to keep things light and playful without moving into overly sweet territory." - Almost Cool

The Bushes

Punk Rock Sideshow w/DJ Tragic & the Duchess of Hazard, every Monday

Zachary Cale
"The young man blues. Zachary Cale is a twentysomething Olympia-to-Harlem transplant who recorded these 11 songs in the winter of 2003 on a four-track. Mostly acoustic strum with some electric touches, Cale (no relation to John or J.J. from what I gather) comes across on the straightahead folk-stone tip, languishing in the lazy glow of coal heat against cold skin. He’s a good guitarist, a fine songwriter somewhere between a Doug Martsch type and a heartbroken Tim Hardin, and the songs work just so. On the John Allen's (WFMU) long-dormant, always excellent New World of Sound label." - Dusted
(john(at)wfmu.org)