Bronze Fawn: A Vibrant Experience in Melodic Ingenuity
June Woons – If you’ve been living under a rock, or happened to snooze through your last hibernation cycle, you may not have heard Seattle’s newest and underappreciated gem, Bronze Fawn.
June Woons – If you’ve been living under a rock, or happened to snooze through your last hibernation cycle, you may not have heard Seattle’s newest and underappreciated gem, Bronze Fawn.
Graham Isaac – I’ll be the first to admit that my knowledge of classic late ’70s, early ’80s punk is patchy at best. I know the essentials — your Black Flag, Clash, Pistols, Ramones, and Buzzcocks — but the rest I know mostly from seeing their patches on punk rock jean jackets over the last couple decades.
Bill Mickelson – It’s strange listening to the latest rip from Mos Generator, Songs for Future Gods, because its whole aesthetic seems to pull the mind in two different directions.
Mothrock – As I emerge from my tryptophan daze, I realize that it’s Friday night. Yes! This Friday night would be spent in the love den of lesbian Seattle, the Wildrose. I’ve seen a surprising amount of good shows on the floor level stage of this Capital Hill bar.
Natalie Walker – Much sorrow met the demise of indie-pop trio The Unicorns. Their irresistibly catchy macabre-pop won them critical praise and a cult-like following.