Steffaloo 'Meet Me In Montauk' album review (for kevchino.com)

It's the simple things in life that are usually most pleasing and Steffaloo lays testament to this in her latest release 'Meet Me In Montauk'. A photographer, musician, traveler and general lover and liver of life Steffaloo has comprised a selection of mostly acoustic tracks that strive to restore beauty in the basics.

With soft and whimsical vocals reminiscent of Feist yet tinged with a hint of Karen O, laden with acoustic fingerpicking, clicks, claps and melodic harmonies 'Meet Me In Montauk' is bare, raw and often shows how simply enigmatic music and words can be when stripped back to the bare essentials. The production is minimal, the instruments perfectly paired and the lyrics sincere and heartfelt. Tracks such as 'Oh My God', 'Just Strangers' and 'On Fire' tug squarely at the heart strings, while the more upbeat 'A Song to Sing', 'The Letting Go' and title track 'Meet Me in Montauk' definitely have a more island-hopping stolling-through-the-sand feel to them. The only oddity of the album is final track 'Fly Away (version ii)' and it's horrible use of a synthesized vocal effect that does not sit well as the last brush stroke of her masterpiece.

While the vocals are melancholy and the lyrics intriguing the constant use of barely-there acoustic guitar lets the songs run into one big lovely soft lullaby for grown ups. The music is simple and effective but can lull you into forgetting which track it is you are in fact listening to. The album is a fine one overall but one waits with anticipation for a more definitive album. That said it may be Steffaloo's creative simplicity and undefinability that eventually propels her into greater success. A self-professed '…hippy heart… wanderin' soul' it's easy to see her wandering her way with her siren song into peoples hearts the world over.

Cass McCombs 'Humor Risk' album review (for kevchino.com)

A well versed and well traveled Californian, Cass McCombs has recently released his latest effort 'Humor Risk'. This is an amazing feat considering his fifth LP 'Wit's End' was released a mere 7 months ago.

We are left to wonder whether the release of 'Humor Risk' is simply an attempt to sell off leftover scraps and editing suite cuts from his last album, due to the rapidity of it's release and it's dismal quality. It features some lovely guitar melodies here and there and tracks like 'Robin Egg Blue' contain some nice instrumental layering, but the song tends to get lost in the layers and on a whole the album is dreary, drab and goes on and on and on and…

Opener 'Loves Thine Enemy' and 'The Same Thing' are definitely the only 2 tracks worth listening to with their sweet indie-pop tones. 'Mystery Mail' would get a look in also if it didn't go for 7 minutes and 50 seconds. It starts off well with a good rock sound and some nice hooks but ends up sounding like a record stuck on a needle. Basically the album peaks at the end of the first track and it's all downhill from there. I think the biggest low is when McCombs squeezes an extra line (and a bad one at that) into the last line of 'To Every Man His Chimera'.

The album is drab, dreary and uninspiring. McCombs lyrical masturbation coupled with the albums lack of definition and bad production makes for some displeasing background music at best. The songs are bland and go on for too long, the lyrics are slow and draining and I for one will never be listening to this again.

Faces On Film 'Some Weather' album review (for kevchino.com)

Avid exploration and conquering new worlds does not come easy these days. With the world being so overpopulated and intertwined the only real place for exploring new and wild frontiers is music, and that's just what Boston act Faces On Film have done. Based on a recurring dream of lead singer and guitarist Mike Fiore their latest offering 'Some Weather' is a cross country caravan ride of heartfelt lyrics and musical excellence.

With sultry bass lines and drum fills, guitar riffs laden with sweet country twang, 60's influenced keys and Fiore's eerie crooning vocals, likened to those of Jim James (My Morning Jacket), the album eases you through a musical landscape unlike any other. Loosely based on a dream Fiore had of being an explorer, crossing uncharted territories and discovering new lands, the songs seem to follow his journey in a sense, starting off heady and striking before mellowing out into a deep heavy hearted tone.

Stand out tracks are definitely openers 'Knot In The Vine' and 'Moon's Row' with their striking guitar chords and almost tribal drum beats, followed by melodic ballad 'Harlem Rose' which melts like treacle over the ear drums. 'Great Move North' also impresses, exuding such sexiness and feeling it's almost like a prom dance number sung especially for those making out in dark corners. And with the addition of tribal sounding drum beats and jingling bells on tracks such as 'Make Nice' and 'Garrison' the album truly gives the feeling of crossing quiet eerie plains by caravan convoy at night.

Beautifully written and exceptionally executed this is a sure fire favorite you will never tire of listening to.