Andrew Marinaccio

#14. Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Skeleton Tree (Bad Seeds Ltd.) Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Skeleton Tree (Bad Seed Ltd.) "In the documentary One More Time With Feeling, Nick Cave says that he doesn’t believe in narratives anymore. He’s given up on the “pleasing resolve” of their highs and lows, which has been the bedrock of his murder and love ballads over the past 30 years. The very medium he’s enamored and frenzied listeners with has been left behind for something closer to the truth..."

As self-aware as the Bad Seeds' Vegas-styled image has become, Nick Cave is still running on the primal engines that hatched The Boys Next Door. Last year's leg of the Push the Sky Away tour canonized many of that album's fragile ballads, which were all bolstered through the Bad Seeds' live rigor. Consider their 2014 tour a victory lap, yielding the potent fruits of that labor. Their show Saturday night (7/26) at the Prospect Park Bandshell was another round of hits...

I’ve always wanted an attic. More specifically, I’ve always wanted a neglected room with pristine — if not a little scratched and dusty — old stuff hidden in it, conveniently located somewhere in my own home. The promise of living history, if only sleeping in a heap somewhere a wall or two away, is enough to get the best of my imagination. As a kid, the eaves of my house scratched that itch. I’d regularly excavate one off of my grandma’s den, crawling over plastic tubs as I pried their lids ajar

Stephen Bruner, more famously known by his superbassist alter-ego Thundercat (or as a onetime member of Suicidal Tendencies), keeps down to earth even when his music's whizzing past the stratosphere. Like his space-bound cohort Flying Lotus, Bruner's astral funk recalls the cosmic freedom of Sun Ra and the proggy busywork of any given tune from Sonic the Hedgehog...

Josh Homme and his fellow Queens of the Stone Age supposedly went through their fair share of strife while writing their latest LP, ...Like Clockwork. You wouldn't know it by their new live shows. Friday night's "secret" gig at Brooklyn Masonic Temple found Homme and the current incarnation of the band as sharp as ever, maintaining their customary onslaught of mighty desert riffs. Even a relatively tidied-up, buzz-cut Homme still retained his fiendish Lizard Prince rock star persona...