Last month we introduced you to San Francisco's Giraffage - a weaver of refreshingly crisp electro dream pop tunes that thread their way through loose...
San Luis Obispo is a stunning little city. Laying quietly off the Pacific Coast Highway between San Francisco and Los Angeles, it features rugged an...
Pairing music with food is all about creating the right ambiance. I tend to pair a lot of our recipes with new indie music, and, of course, that is ...
There is something about a good soul song. It can be so very deeply affecting - delving straight to the very core. And the same is true for certain vo...
It's been pretty well documented that Kasey and I are pretty big fans of both Thao and Mirah. Their albums get a lot of play when we are at work in ou...
Califone's Roomsound opens with the crisp clang of cuttingly sharp-edged acoustic guitar reverberating across a desolate sound scape. The opening tra...
Like being wrapped in a cool and slightly prickling wool blanket, Los Angeles-based Cold Showers record reverb-filled post-punk/garage-rock that envel...
A first impression is a lasting impression. At least that is the conventional wisdom. And I'd argue that whatever wisdom lay in that theory wi...
If, like me, you've found yourself wondering: "What ever happened to that nice Washed Out, fella?" then you may be happy to hear that his debut album ...
I found myself trying to formulate the words for today's post, but strangely unable to so much as write the first word. Just as I was going to sit d...
It is sunny and beautiful in San Francisco today - and it seems like a lot of the rest of the country is experiencing similarly awesome weather. Kas...