Sound Advice: 12. Mar. 2025
The flood of great records continues! Today we're taking a quick look at the latest from Bob Mould, Seances, Andy Bell, and more!
Longtime readers may recall that I reviewed 100 new (to me) records last year. Because I’m a glutton for punishment love music, I’m doing it again this year. This is the latest in the series.
Good morning!
Today we’re taking a look at the latest from Bob Mould, Seances, Andy Bell, and more!
Every year, I celebrate all the great music we’ve been gifted while worrying that next year will see the other shoe drop. I first did that in December 2020 and have been proven wrong every month since. Not only are there a ton of releases steadily coming out, but it also transcends genre or any other artificial guardrail we try and put up—
In other words, a ton of good stuff is coming out, and there’s something for everyone. It’s almost overwhelming— but in all the best ways. Below is another batch that caught my attention recently.
Let’s get into it!
Bob Mould- Here We Go Crazy
At my day job, one of my corallary duties is administering annual hearing exams and helping people find hearing protection that works for them. This is thanks to Bob Mould.
Husker Du’s New Day Rising hit me like a kick to the head and was never played at less than full volume. I liked it that way and loved his power trio, Sugar. To this day, it’s still the loudest show I’ve ever been to. I used to find that post-show ringing in my ears a weird badge of honor. When it was still there after day two, I started to worry. My hearing rebounded (sort of), which marked the point when I no longer cared how uncool I looked wearing earplugs at shows. But Mould hasn’t quieted down. He’s at his best when he’s at full throttle, and on his 15th solo record, he delivers.
The opener, “Here We Go Crazy,” reminds listeners of the best parts of Sugar. “Fur Mink Augurs” and “Sharp Little Pieces” are equally intense. The songs come at you relentlessly: blast furnace chords, merciless drumming, and sometimes hard-to-understand vocals (especially for those with hearing difficulties). When you listen closely, they often touch on challenging subjects—it would be easy for a sound like this to wear down even the strongest among us. Yet Mould consistently shows us a bit of light (heh).
Here We Go Crazy isn’t exhausting; it’s invigorating. It’s a breath of fresh air at a time when we need it more than ever. Play it loud; just remember to limit your exposure and keep in mind that the most effective hearing protection is the kind you’ll actually wear. (Blow your mind —and hearing—here)
Seances-Power is a Phantom
Post-punk? From Milwaukee? Yes, please! I’m a sucker for a record like this, and this debut from Seances has plenty of it. Bandleader Eric Arsnow went to see The Chameleons play, walked out afterward, and had the outline of this record mapped out in a couple of hours.
You can hear traces of that band here, but this is also an outfit described as “sounding more like Joy Division than Joy Division does.” Listeners will also pick up notes of early Wire and even Franz Ferdinand. The fantastic “Hours” was featured on Playlist 286 and is just a glimpse of what the rest of this record has to offer. (Post-punk from Cream City? You bet.)
Andy Bell- pinball wanderer
It’s been 35 years since Ride’s showed up and gave us Nowhere. The band and the record (re)defined what shoegaze looked like and proved that stark distortion and atmospheric melodies could coexist.
Bell helped pen much of that history with his guitar and made his bones by exploring new sounds and pushing boundaries. That trend continues on his third solo record. On pinball wanderer [sic], he takes us on a long trip with psychedelic, krautrock, and shoegaze stops along the way. “Panic Attack” kicks things off with a steady rhythm that manages to invigorate and soothe simultaneously- a talent Bell has mastered. Bringing disparate elements together and making it all seem natural is another.
Bell is pushing new ground but also takes a look back. On “I’m in love…” Dot Allison and Michael Rother join him as he puts his spin on The Passions’ 1981 track “I’m In Love With A German Film Star.” “Moving Concrete” reminds me of The Units’ “High Pressure Days.”
As with many shoegaze artists, there’s always a risk that the record could wander off into the weeds. I love the shuffling drums and groove of “apple green ufo,” but at 8+ minutes, it veers dangerously close. Bell wouldn’t be the first musician from this genre to get lost inside his own head— but while we see the edge a couple of times, pinball wanderer always manages to pull us back in time. (Click here and enjoy your trip into space)
Rebecca Black- Salvation
Yes, that Rebecca Black. Given her past, I suspect a lot of people will cue this up to hate-listen. They’re gonna be bummed. This EP won't rearrange any minds, but it holds its own. If you’re looking for a medium voltage dose of synth/hyperpop, this’ll fill the bill. The production feels gimmicky in a couple of spots and overproduced in others. But overall, it’s a pleasant enough ride. Living well is the best revenge. (Click here to be surprised…or have your suspicions confirmed. Either or. )
Monarchy of Roses- Bleeding Over
I found this band not long after the last Sound Advice column. We connected through CuVa BiMö, and they sent over a link to check out. No fuss, no muss. I meant to ask them if they took their name from the RHCP track of the same name—rookie mistake. After hearing this, I doubt it.
Bleeding Over is the Bay Area band’s first long player, and the short version is this: it rips.
The four-piece (Jeremy Arias (vocals/guitar), Andres Juarez (guitar), Cameron Clark (bass), and Austin Kane (drums) deliver 10 tracks of bruising hard rock, but not so hard that it wears out its welcome. Opener, “Million Miles,” comes out of the gate at warp speed, and things never really slow down. If you were lucky enough to have been going to see shows in the early ‘90s, this’ll remind you of a lot of those nights (in all the best ways). Bleeding Over is a record best played with the windows down and speed limits ignored. Watch this space. (Click here and try not to get a ticket).
Patterson Hood- Exploding Trees and Airplane Screams
All good things in time. It’s taken Hood a dozen(ish) years to follow up Heat Lightning Rumbles in the Distance, but it’s worth the wait. Hood, of course, has a second job as co-founder of The Drive-By Truckers keeping him busy.
His fourth solo record finds him in a reflective spot, and revisiting his past. For example, the gorgeous, spare opener “Exploding Trees” is about a storm he experienced as a kid. He’s also brought friends along for the ride, including fellow Alabaman Waxahatchee, Wednesday, and Kevin Morby. On Repeat fave Lydia Loveless joins him on “A Werewolf and a Girl.”
This is an intentionally (?) low-key record made by a guy at a point in life where there’s is plenty of “past’ to mine. Records like this are hard to pull off, but Hood hits the right marks here. (Click here to travel to the deep south)
As always, I’d love to hear your thoughts on these records! Did I get it right, or am I way off the mark?
Thanks for being here,
Kevin—
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Thanks for this. Haven't heard the Mould yet, but will give it a listen, and glad to see you enjoyed the Patterson Hood record. Ironically, the loudest show I've seen was a DBT concert at the 930 Club in D.C. in late January 2020. I shot it while wearing earplugs, and still felt them ringing three days later. Sadly, it also was my last live show for more than a year.