Jon Young

If you’re ever consumed by an uncontrollable urge to hear funk landmarks like Cameo’s “Word Up” or Gap Band’s “Party Train,” Electric Cowboy: Born in Carolina Mud might be just the ticket. The fourth album from North Carolina’s Jamil Rashad, who records as Boulevards, this mighty

EDITOR'S NOTE: As album releases slow down in December, we like to catch our breath and write about albums that came out earlier in the year that we didn't get a chance to review but we think are worthy of your attention. Blue Blue Blue was

The banner on Phoebe Hunt’s website reads, “Mystical Indie Folk – Inner Soul Exploration,” which is accurate in one sense, but misleading in others. There’s definitely a spiritual aspect to her story. Her parents met at a yoga ashram in the ’70s and named her Shanti (a Hindi word

“I ain’t a good girl, though everybody thinks I am / I gotta mind that’s dirty as the bottom of a coffee can,” bubbles Dori Freeman on “I Am,” buoyed by a toe-tapping beat that’s anything but nasty. After three albums of beautiful country-folk songs, has this gifted

Nothing is as simple as it first appears in the engaging music of Faye Webster. On her terrific fourth album, I Know I’m Funny haha, the charming Atlanta native spins time-tested tales of romantic longing, disappointment, and occasionally satisfaction, setting her gently tremulous voice to dreamy summertime melodies punctuated

A cross between a hysterical lunatic and a road-weary sage, Jim White really lets loose on the electrifying Misfit’s Jubilee, the latest installment in his ongoing quest to make sense of reality in all its dazzling weirdness. “This circle of life / Well, it’s a fucking joke! / Exacted on