coming may 26th... the new release from st. louis kings, the disappeared is going to rock your shit. check out their new video here on our site, or on their myspace page!

the 11 tracks on cold hands new album sex.beats.romance., are intelligently wrought, offering jagged guitars and sinuous bass rhythms that culminate in huge choruses and catchy back-up vocals. with a sound similar to that of the cure, echo and the bunnymen, or contemporary bands like british sea power, cold hands add humanity to the chill of late-1970s u.k. post-punk, delivering danceable pop-rock that never panders, is reassuringly simple, and avoids predictability. you can preview a couple tracks here, and on our myspace page.

unencumbered by musical excesses or affiliation to any particular niche, four degrees delivers short and simple melodic pop/punk with hooks galore on their full length album, long distance relationship. sounding something like early green day, jawbreaker, or the smoking popes, the band provides 13 tracks that, while falling along the punk spectrum, nonetheless exude pure pop sentimentality. consisting of ex-members of kidsnack, past mistakes, & tenderhooks, the band’s ace in the hole is greg williams, a skilled songwriter and excellent vocalist who, unfortunately, didn’t get his share of the spotlight in either of his previous bands. there’s nothing snotty or sarcastic about his singing—instead, williams croons and cajoles, and he never hits a bum note. click here for more details.

after five years of work why intercept? have released their magnum opus, CHANNELS! it was recorded at great western record recorders with paul malinowski (shiner/season to risk) as well as the bombshelter recording studio with dan precision (88 fingers louie/rise against). go to their myspace page and purchase a copy now!

we're also working on a handful of exclusive digital releases of odds and ends tracks from kidsnack, bloodiest night of my life, my lost cause, & past mistakes. we'll have more info on these soon.

deftly avoiding the ersatz gang of fourisms that have plagued the glut of dance-punk acts (see the rapture, radio 4, etc.) cold hands seem to have found their musical methods through evolution instead of “intelligent design.” it’s apparent that the members of the band all arrived with their previous musical experiences and influences still intact. the band’s occasional foray into a mathrockish, post-hardcore approach adds to the overall crunchewy tastiness of the e.p. while rhythm is the pivotal element of the ep’s style, vocalist henry gibson provides melodies that counterbalance the songs’ skeletal structures. while mastering of the art of restraint, there’s still enough going on that the listener won’t figure it all out within the first four measures of any song. this is one of those records that immediately draws you in, yet is still chock full of subtle nuances that you might just not notice until the tenth or twelfth focused listen.

the hard work has paid off on gamenight's debut long player, entitled simple starts in the mind. the album is 13 BIG tracks of tasty indie rock goodness, and clocks in at over 56 minutes! here's what scene point blank had to say about the album... "Initially, the most attractive aspect of the album lies in the delivery. Unlike the highly stylized, overly dramatic emo of this decade, Gamenight offer a reflective and relaxed version of what has ultimately become a redundant sub-genre. When Joshua Manis sings, he sounds like the emo kids I used to know. His words are pensive and his delivery is understated. The band as a whole play with a charming modesty, as if they are content with dangling their feet over the side of the pool while the other bands haphazardly leap from the high-dive. Off-time tempos and intricate guitar melodies flow almost effortlessly, gently cradled by the simple honesty of each performance. Simple Starts in the Mind evokes the spirit of a time when I was still wide-eyed and eager to find music that could encompass the angst and confusion that comes with young adulthood."

headstrong, heartbroken and faintly despondent, my lost cause's dying for the cure is filled with ruminations about how distance changes the face of relationships, and conversely, how relationships change the bearing of distance. it is forty minutes of opaque pop, rife with maudlin dynamics, swoon-worthy lyrics and plate-glass guitar flourishes. the album is available for order in our webstore, amazon.com & itunes to name a few, so what are you waiting for?! also, go to myspace and tell them to get off their lazy asses and play some more shows!

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