Louisiana rockers responsible for cured hangovers and lost underpants.

A weakened four-chord songwriter’s attempt, Sundowner takes a swing at folk.

Enjoy their reckless youth—you can tell they are.

“Trailercore” punk band fails to leave their stain…er…mark on this listener.

Get sucked into a dark and dreamy hole of sonic thrashings. Thralls rockets into a super nova of sound.

The group reveals much more depth than one would typically attribute to a punk band, as the years of refinement and development have paid off for these guys.

These three dudes know how to lay down the kind of goods stoners, hessians, and burnouts alike can hangout and headbang to.

The layers of synth-beats and drum loops were better left in the congo.

Gainesville punks deliver some decent, ear-splitting hardcore.

Four Days Deep has all the trappings of Sentinel’s large, airy sound –an impressive feat for a band with only three members.

Whispery pop-psychedelia and jingle-jangle Norcal folk are heavy in the mix.

Ford’s disarming voice and infectious guitar hooks propel lyrics that unflinchingly explore the depths of mental illness and loss.

What you’re dealing with is a raw, pure, relentless barrage on your audial senses.

This New Orleans powerhouse makes their LP debut one hard-hitting album.