Features a pained but beautiful melody with a lot of acoustic guitar picking, some piano, and a pair of giant boots climbing giant indie rock steps into the sky.

Its like you are there in someones caveman wine-shed listening to Slim Paul sing about his first love.

Alae is able to conceive a tapestry of cool and weave in the stuff of jazz, trip hop, and indie pop.

Using the same tools we all have - an acoustic guitar, a backing band, a piano - Max García Conover builds a riveting narrative with his deep baritone and plain wordsmithery.

The way the bass and the guitar work together is like two snakes woven around a drum stick. Crank up that open hi hat and shuffle it.

A dream-pop songstress and a formidable lyricist with a clear and haunted point of view. This song could live on the melody alone.

The Sideshow Tragedy is able to lay down the foundations of a Petty-style groove and throw a few self-deprecating grenades of revelation over the top.

The guitar strum has that frantic energy of a Richie Havens, and there is plenty of room for spinning around in circles.