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Heavy Breather finds positive expression in sadness on self-titled EP

The self-titled debut EP from Heavy Breather falls somewhere on the emotional spectrum near mournful, but it's pulled out of self-wallowing by the sheer amount of soul going on here and a handful of vocal-range's-end, throaty yells like Prince going for broke. When the album isn't crying over love lost, it's carried by a bass so slippery you need not even bother trying to pin it down into some real candlelight sensuality. Give it a listen below and see what it can do for you. -Austin Phy


Snake Cheney give us a satisfying portion of "Bread"

It's no secret that I'm generally into checking out music that student bands from MTSU are putting out. Sure, the top-notch production skills may not be there yet, but there's a pure sort of expression that comes from an environment that leans on learning and growing rather than "making it" in a bigger music scene. The latest MTSU-born project worth your time is Bread by Snake Cheney, an album that is mercifully devoid of 70's mustache rock covers despite what the title may lead you to believe. The Mac Demarco comparisons on some of the tracks are unavoidable, but there's a bit more drive to be found here than the reigning jester of the indie rock royal court ever got around to mustering up. -Austin Phy


Husband Stitch bears down heavy on self-titled debut

Harsh and heavy. Wild and wily. Absolutely head-crushingly relentless. There are plenty of ways to describe the self-titled debut from Husband Stitch, but they all center around a general lack of mercy and a mild bit of intimidation that is to be expected by the listener. All the fury, the indignation, the raw power, it's all there. If you're angry about something—and if you aren't, you must not be paying attention—then the stream below could be just the fuzzy catharsis you need. -Austin Phy

Rain Drop Garden is a bright-eyed collection from The Esskays

After a weeklong, sickness-induced break, I thought I'd come back with a handful of music for y'all. What I didn't expect is that so many of my picks would come from the family of "psych rock." And like many real families, where your sister can be a lawyer while you're up at 3am in a haze concocting recipes out of stale saltine crackers and various chip dips (the only ingredients you have in the house), the apples may not fall far from the tree but they can sure end up a ways off from one another. Rain Drop Garden from the Esskays is out there and verby, seemingly the only pre-reqs for being "psych," but it's flowers all the way down. Jangly and poppy, never too demanding (but not boring by any means either), it's an all-seasons offering of catchy numbers that wander but never lose sight of the path. Either way, take a shovel out to Rain Drop Garden and get to digging. -Austin Phy


There's no fooling around on Fool's self-titled debut

Fool. That's a band name I can get behind. It's simple, not too ornate...it just seems like it would look good on a poster, you know?  But maybe I'm fixating on the wrong thing, because it turns out these guys are every bit as good at making music as they are naming bands. Fool's debut is psychedelic in a way that said descriptor isn't used all too often now. It isn't grimy, it isn't fuzzy, it isn't a bit salty from all the surf that frequently gets mixed in, but is instead more akin to The Zombies, Love, or—take note, as this is the one-in-a-hundred time I use this comparison as a good thing—The Grateful Dead. Whatever it is, really, it's one of the more unique releases from Nashville in a while. -Austin Phy  


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