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The Dead Daisies Prove Classic Rock, No Expiration Date
This band is like a biker gang made entirely of journeymen rock gods. “Crossroads” stomps its boots, growls its truths, and shreds like the ‘70s never ended. No gimmicks, no
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Bluegrass With a Master’s Degree and a Full Heart
The Seldom Scene continues to prove that you don’t need volume to break a heart. “Man at the Crossroads” is reflective and warm, full of harmonies that sound like front
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Rocket Man, But Unhinged, Is None Other Than Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams has always been equal parts crooner, clown, and chaos agent. “Rocket” proves he’s still orbiting some strange, glorious planet of his own. It’s Bowie meets Britpop meets a
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Boy Bands Don’t Cry Like Rascal Flatts and Backstreet Boys
This shouldn’t work—and yet here we are, emotionally wrecked. Two stadium-sized forces from adjacent genres team up to cry in harmony. It’s slick, heartfelt, and shameless in the best way.
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Britpop with Bite And Keep The Pulp
Jarvis Cocker is still the smartest weirdo in the room. “Spike Island” is half memoir, half manifesto—sleazy in a thoughtful way. It’s Britpop grown up and still twisted. This isn’t
Rage Never Retires With Skunk Anansie
Skin still has one of the most volcanic voices in rock. “Animal” roars with everything that made Skunk Anansie essential in the ‘90s—rage, beauty, and control teetering on the edge
Bar Fight Valentine With Puddle Of Mudd
Yep, they’re still at it. And no, they don’t care what the critics say. “Beautimous” is grime-polished and growly in all the right ways. It’s unfiltered, it’s ridiculous, it’s Puddle
The Soft Side of Vedder – Pearl Jam
Pearl Jam makes ballads for people who used to punch drywall. “Future Days” is Eddie Vedder dialing it all down into something vulnerable and stripped bare. It’s less about stadiums
Fog Machines and Feelings Requires My Morning Jacket
This one floats in like mist rolling off a mountain. My Morning Jacket lets the space between notes do as much talking as the lyrics. “Half a Lifetime” is a
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She’s Still Got the Knife – Mary Chapin Carpenter
A masterclass in quiet devastation. Mary Chapin Carpenter isn’t interested in gimmicks—she builds emotional universes one line at a time. “Bitter Ender” is weathered, patient, and brutally honest. It’s not
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