This is the laziest review I've ever done. It's the year's end and my fiancé and I are on baby watch as the due date is upon us. This is also the most sober I've been while writing a review so please pardon the lack of innuendo and blatant pornography. It's been a pleasure bringing these tiny auditory offerings to you. I like to think of them as suggested listening.
The forthcoming album by Empire State Troopers is presently being called Turn Lights Out. The previous EP, Upstate Again, is available at StonerRock.com's online music store, All That Is Heavy. The fantastic, dirty sexy band was voted by Metroland Magazine as best metal band in the Albany, New York area. Catch them live in Brooklyn, Albany, North Hampton, and Ogdesnburg. The tour is listed on their website, EmpireStateTroopers.com and at their MySpace page.
Ike Snopes remains elusive in some strange hibernation. I'm sure he's working on some sonic orgasmic project somewhere or another either in this dimension or that dementian. I know he has something cooking that should be released this spring. His MySpace page doesn't reveal much, but there are tunes to hear and contact information.
Peter Blood might be working on a new album with an old guitar. The songs should have the introspective, compassionate feel of the hidden tracks on Osama's Daughter so buy that from him on his MySpace. On the last review we provided for you one of the hidden tracks, the acoustic version of "You," but you have to hear the other one. Very nice. You're welcome. Sidebar—did you know that Blood appeared in an episode of Seinfeld?
Gay Tastee has a new album waiting to be mastered. It is to be called Songs for the Sodomites. We at Unlikely have an exclusive pre-release of "Wrap Me in the Wires," one of the tracks off the album. Tastee also has a new online presence found at MySpace.com/GayTastee. Here you can listen to oft-updated tracks that span about 10 years of recording. You think you got it bad. Sheesh—Tastee is a sad, sad man. Brilliant though, and by far the best folk singing poet to ever walk the face of the bloody earth. Gay Tastee is the real voice of a generation so fuck you Kanye and whoever that other guy is vying for the title. Peace out folks—perhaps I'll see you next year too. Hearts and Butterflies. —ES
Behold, the action of the year-end review:
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