Jan
19

Douglas Martin’s Dirty Shoes: Lower Dens – “Brains”

Douglas Martin has returned after finally climbing to the top of Mt. Vesuvius. Wherein Jana Hunter and her road dogs take a ride on the Autobahn and come back with gold. Twin-Hand Movement was shoegaze guitars and sock-hop songwriting. Here, the Baltimore quartet reaches their same textural brilliance through understated rhythms, “Believer” synths, and sampler… Continue reading »

Dec
13

Douglas Martin’s Favorite Shoes: Sacred Bones, the Dirty Shoes Label of the Year

Douglas Martin listened to 1,498 records this year. By a rough estimate. A bunch of great indie labels released music this year. If I paid tribute to them all, it would feature over 100 albums with a word count that rivals The Iliad. Sub Pop, Matador, Merge, Domino, 4AD, Slumberland, Captured Tracks, Woodsist, In the… Continue reading »

Dec
09

Douglas Martin’s Favorite Shoes: “Believer,” the Dirty Shoes Song of the Year

Douglas Martin does not have a subscription to The Believer. John Maus’ sprawling philosophical ideas and inflammatory opinions get him into trouble. He uses four-syllable words and threatens the intellect of insecure music journalists. “John Maus celebrates the imminent demise of record stores” was 2011′s “Kanye bumrushes Taylor Swift’s acceptance speech.” John Maus could very… Continue reading »

Dec
05

Douglas Martin’s Favorite Shoes: The Top Five Seven-Inch Singles of 2011

Maybe you’re a complete different from me. Perhaps you didn’t think that 2011 was an unspeakably good for music. Maybe you didn’t pull all-nighters narrowing down your favorite music of the year to a manageable– not concise, but manageable– length. Perhaps you didn’t have to tweak your lists dozens of times to make sure it… Continue reading »

Nov
29

Douglas Martin’s Dirty Shoes: Back in Bleached

To everyone’s enduring lament, Douglas Martin can’t dissect every single girl-group slanted single that slides down the information super highway. So, after taking a lengthy vacation of exactly one Bleached song, I’m back by popular demand (no Popeye). For the A-side of the forthcoming “Searching Through the Past” seven-inch, one of LA’s best new punk… Continue reading »

Oct
31

Douglas Martin’s Dirty Shoes: Hunter’s Moon, Ruffled Feathers

Douglas Martin only endorses the wearing of fur in rare circumstances. In the past three years or so, girl-group garage has gone from a flourishing sub-genre to a crowded scene. From the punk fury of Vivian Girls to the ethereal bliss of Costa Rican grunge band Las Robertas, it’s gotten to the point where it’s… Continue reading »

Oct
18

Douglas Martin’s Dirty Shoes: Days and the Modest Perfection of Real Estate

Douglas Martin has a bridge in Brooklyn he would like to sell you. You’d be hard-pressed to find a single critically-acclaimed band that has garnered as much cautious praise and backhanded compliments as Real Estate. Due to their floating, easygoing nature, nobody really wants to be the critic who gives the hard sell on the… Continue reading »

Oct
06

Douglas Martin’s Dirty Shoes: Life Sux and the Return of Wavves

Douglas Martin originally had “triumphant return” in the headline. Riddle me this: Is there any musician that has gotten more mileage out of the divisive battlefield that is internet music fandom than Nathan Williams? Is there one who has managed to stay firmly rooted in the public eye by any means necessary? The Californian twentysomething… Continue reading »

Sep
29

Douglas Martin’s Dirty Shoes: Romantic Comedy, a Romantic Comedy Starring Big Troubles

Douglas Martin is sleepless in Seattle. From: [email address redacted] To: [email address redacted] Date: Tuesday, September 27th, 2011 Subject: Romantic Comedy Pitch Hey, [redacted]. Here’s that pitch for the romantic comedy I was talking about. You know how you were talking about wanting a movie that appeals to the ever-elusive indie-rock crowd? Well, I… Continue reading »

Sep
22

Douglas Martin’s Dirty Shoes: Only in Dreams and the Coming Down of Dum Dum Girls

Douglas Martin once went by the name Ray Ray Nickel. Dee Dee Penny is nowhere near as divisive as she could be. She’s the rare musician in indie rock to seemingly have it all. The unfettered admiration of the lo-fi/garage sticker set and the intrigued curiosity of mainstream-alternative media. She’s an outstanding curator of influences… Continue reading »

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