Los Fletcheros ride again at Toad.

The closing number on a record full of organ music.

What do you do by yourself?

An acoustic guitar underbelly to this track.

The Lesotho guitarist talks creative process, new album, and playing in daylight.

Straight outta Fitchburg.

Detroit Rock City is a badass nickname.

Splits are fun!

Who’s a real one?

An introduction for a band that needs no introduction.

New pathways between rock and industrial.

A club banger with a roving synth bass line.

Blaring horn sample sings over snares out of New York, New York.

But does Santa Claus believe in you?

Video game-inspired hair metal chicanery.

“Three in the morning-type shit.”

Heavy music, heavy themes.

Homemade instruments sending up a cloud of experimental noise.

Revisiting Cyclorama with remix love.

“When you haunt the dive bar, it haunts you back.”

A good piece of rockin’ Americana.

It’s all about the bass.

Folk rock poetry.

John Borders IV lets it flow at Grace By Nia.

From out of the early 80s Boston underground.

the frenzy of tongs rock lowercase at Cantab Underground.

An effervescent jazz driver.

Friendship sets sail at Deep Cuts.