Had a treat in the mailbag today. By "mailbag" I mean my instagram DMs, and by a "treat" I mean a link to some new tunes from the band Fierce Invalids: tw i ste d / h ard li nes, by Fierce Invalids2 track albumFierce InvalidsBandcamp New
Ilithios are simply awesome. I interviewed them backstage at the kickass Brooklyn venue Our Wicked for The Alt a year ago and have been anticipating new recordings from them ever since (apparently their second album is nearly wrapped!). Their live presence is spellbinding: bandleader Manny Nomikos programs a sampler with
Oh, Mondays...harsh. Harsh stuff. As I attempt to slash at my brain's cobwebs with an imaginary broom, I am listening to "Perimeter," a single from the band Seemway, freshly released last Friday! The band, which boasts members of Left Tracks and Plum (previously covered in
Welcome to a new edition of Music Moots™, the 'content series' where I ask people I know, either from IRL or URL, to tell me a song they've been bumping lately, and then I listen to the song, and then I write a little about it.
Slightly toasted at a party in Hollywood the other weekend, I found myself agreeing to go to one of Taylor Swift's Eras Tour shows at Los Angeles' SoFi Stadium with my friend Dana. Dana's rhetorical skills and political machinations are unmatched. Though she is a
There are two TikTok-to-Twitter viral music stories that were rotating in the discourse rotisserie all last week: one is the systematic roasting and subsequent reclamation of a video of a Canadian band called My Son the Hurricane, and the other is the great success of and imminent backlash to a
A little guy named Mick Jagger once sang "you can't always get what you want," and in that song he was specifically referring to the Sky Ferreira album that has been in the works since 2014. This album, allegedly called Masochism, has been in limbo for
Have you seen how much music is out there? Man, the mind reels. And though there's a large internet out there where you can unleash your music, being able to make it stand out is a tall order indeed. Here at I Enjoy Music, I take a keen
The first time I ever really engaged with Travis Scott was when I watched his 2019 Netflix documentary, Travis Scott: Look Mom I Can Fly. What made the biggest impression on me were the interviews with his fans. One by one, they breathlessly profess their devotion to Travis, a devotion
I wrote for the AntiArt substack a while ago about my obsession with CVS Bangers — you know, shiny pop-rock tunes of the late 1990s and early 2000s that sound right at home whether wafting through the Allergy & Pain Relief pharmacy aisle or running behind the closing credits of romantic
Oh goodie, a rock show to attend! My first time at Los Angeles's fine Moroccan Lounge was for a stacked bill of the punk rock persuasion. Accompanied by husband Chris and new friends James and Cat, I was ready to rock — respectfully. First up: Kuromy, a three-piece band
The music you dig doesn't just get transferred from a musician's brain to yrs. They gotta record it first!! I've always been fascinated with how music actually gets made in the studio, and after coming across a tweet from Heather Jones (who founded Philadelphia&