The first thing you learn about Floor is their "bombstring."

Future of the Left sound like a band that I want to see play in person. Sure, I imagine that, as is often the case, what I hear will resemble their records — but louder.

To simply call Marnie Stern a "guitar whiz," as she has been many times, is nearly criminal.

Ruby, the 4-year-old music director of the family, has demanded that this song be played with the "a lot" button (repeat) engaged on the car stereo on the way to and from pretty much everywhere for the last few months.

Converge defies the expected trajectory: Although they've been around for nearly 15 years, they're apparently still getting better.

The Austerity Program are my kind of nerds because the full statistical analysis of the components of their songs.

As a high school teacher who regularly finds himself telling students that calling somebody a "retard" isn't nice, I've been reluctant to endorse Jay Reatard for quite some time. Yet here I am.

Battles plays as if its members are robots. Ones made by aliens who just happen to be adept at programming robots to play hooky, math-y and playful-as-hell instrumental-ish music.