ALBUM REVIEW: “Robobo” by Wazu
Dark wave, neo-’80s, and dipped in gothic undertones, the Aussie duo have a hit on their hands.
Dark wave, neo-’80s, and dipped in gothic undertones, the Aussie duo have a hit on their hands.
Known for their loud-quiet-loud distortion and as a supporting column during grunge’s prime, Dinosaur Jr. attracted a varied mix of ages to The Fillmore last Wednesday night.
Even though we had been warned of how sonically sexy The Raveonettes can be live, the full performance still blew us away to the cosmic ceiling.
Self-described as, “a musical collective founded by a group of rogue mercenaries stranded in Los Angeles,” The Ten Thousand remind many of when anything other than wild was not an option.
It’s wintertime and The Owl Mag wants to take you to The Fillmore.
Mirage Rock cuts out Band of Horses’ expansive reverb and burrows into Ben Bridwell’s southern roots.
SF local darlings A B and the Sea and Brooklyn’s fuzz-pop Pains of Being Pure at Heart were about to play to a sold-out show, and it sure as hell felt like it.
The first ever Noisette mixed hipster elite with ravenous foodies merging indie bands, DJ sets, and gourmet food from various upscale local restaurants.