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Conveyor is a Brooklyn-based music project spawned by the fated juncture of a wandering tarot of musicians in Gainesville, FL. Was it kismet or perhaps a primordial summon which led these gentlemen purveyors of sound to individually tune in and migrate North to the bustling seductress known as New York CIty? Their retort is Sun Ray, a debut EP birthed and released in the warm embrace of Spring 2011. Brimming with lucid, homey synths layered over acoustic guitars and harmonious vocals, they channel extraterrestrial bible-thumpers drenched in love, spouting acid-soaked pop unabashed to beam with the simultaneous embrace of life/death realities backed by a polyrhythmic, pulsing backdrop. A decidedly grand task indeed, and following a string of self-released, handmade EPs, they are releasing their debut full-length album in 2012 with Brooklyn's Paper Garden Records, a testament to our nature and the nature of ourselves.

“I was exhausted,” says Todd Goldstein, reflecting on the years since the release of his band ARMS’ lush, ambitious 2011 album, Summer Skills. “I put everything I had into that album—creatively, emotionally—I had nothing left in me.” After spending his mid-20s playing guitar in New York’s much-loved Harlem Shakes and the ensuing years crafting two albums and an EP as ARMS, Todd took a sharp turn away from music. He went back to school to study design; he spent long afternoons throwing down in the kitchen; he looked elsewhere to find his creative kicks. Eventually though, he remembered why he can’t help but write songs. ARMS’ EP2 is the proof.

The product of a long, slow collaboration with drummer Tlacael Esparza, EP2 feels both urgent and relaxed, its five home-recorded pop songs projecting a lived-in looseness without sacrificing an ounce of tension. “Comfort,” the EP’s opening track, seems at first to be about music—or a girl. But, unlike most love songs that pull this double duty, the message of “Comfort” is unexpected: Neither one is a prescription for the ailments of real life. “Sleepwalker” plays like an insomniac’s wake-up call, dressing a careening rhythm in melancholic guitar figures and peals of glowing distortion, while “Up & Up” is the late-night ripper, an album closing comedown that refuses to land. EP2 is the sound of a kid with a worried mind—a frequent character in Todd’s musical universe—learning to let go at last. It only seems right that ARMS’ leanest, most immediate record would finally arrive after leaving it all behind.

ARMS is Todd Goldstein and Tlacael Esparza. ARMS has shared the stage with Passion Pit, Walkmen, Beach House, White Rabbits, The Long Winters, A Place to Bury Strangers, Japandroids, Hospitality, Caveman, Asobi Seksu, and more

The City And Horses

The City and Horses is the work of a Brooklyn songwriter and former Cosby Show extra (Season 7, Episodes 25 & 26). While firmly steeped in the indie tradition, TCAH's songs traverse many genres of pop: from twee to power to psychedelic to chamber to folk to lo-fi (and back again). The common threads are idiosyncratic vocals, often accompanied by surprising harmonies, and clever and heartfelt lyrics that mix the wit of Stephin Merritt with the wist of Stuart Murdoch (or something).
The City and Horses play catchy indie pop, literate lo-fi folk, earnest country ballads, electro-sex dance, grunge rock and Mo-Town fop. The members of the band are adorable and can fit in your pocket.

Their debut album "I Don't Want to Dream" is out now on White Shoe Records. The band is currently recording their follow up album.

Time Out New York says, "The singer-songwriter behind The City and Horses refers to himself merely as Marc, hinting at the breezy informality of his indie-pop tunes. Unassuming as it might seem, though, the Brooklyn outfit's debut, 'I Don't Want to Dream,' is both wise and disarmingly wistful."


Trummors are a folk-rock duo formed by songwriter Anne Cunningham and David Lerner, best known to some for his years of work with Ted Leo & The Pharmacists. The two multi-instrumentalists focus on acoustic instrumentation, incorporating harmonium, fingerstyle guitar, and close-harmony vocals into their warm sound. Early on in the group's existence, Cunningham and Lerner moved from Brooklyn to the considerably calmer surroundings of Woodstock in upstate New York. Trummors first album, Over and Around the Clove, was released in June of 2012 and reflected their recent change of scenery with its lushly earthy songs and slightly psychedelic filter on a '70s pop sound.

Chris Mills

Harvesting music and lyrics from headlines, horror movies, four-color ash-can adventures, and the black and white reflections of late night re-runs, Mills returns from the recent orchestral majesty of his critically lauded The Wall to Wall Sessions with a raw and ready collection of true rock n' roll numbers, each one peppered with knowing asides, and unencumbered poignancy.

Over the course of a year and a half, MiniBoone has made Brooklyn their own personal protectorate, decimating human audiences while twisting melodies and swinging instruments wildly above their heads. With three rotating front-men and a rhythm section made of angry rotating swords, they channel the mechanical abandon of Devo while evoking the lyrical resonance and emotional power of Springsteen.

The distinctive brand of American-strange rock and roll formed from this mixture may be at odds with the prevailing lo-fi strains emanating from New York City these days, but it has won them converts of everyone from the Village Voice to NPR. Since January 2010's Big Changes EP (Drug Front Records), The L Magazine bestowed upon them the prestigious title of one of the "8 NYC Bands You Need to Hear" in April, and the video for their can-you-be-in-a-hardcore-band-and-still-like-Kylie-Minogue standout "Cool Kids Cut Out of the Heart Itself" was featured on the first episode of the Flavorpill Fix. Live, MiniBoone is a genuine thrill, and has displayed its explosion of sentient energy at Northside Festival, Brooklyn Bowl, Mercury Lounge, and the Rocks Off Concert Cruise Ship amongst many others.

Now MiniBoone is adding more fuel to the fire with a new 7" released in March 2011. "The Other Summer" is an exhaustingly frenetic Andrew W.K. "hiding on the backstreets" opus, clocking in at nearly six minutes. On the other side, "Fight Song" is an immaculate specimen of fractured pop glory. Look for a new EP this summer and their first LP in the fall.

As the world's youth continue to define their existence against the ideas of love and confusion, MiniBoone hope to provide a suitable soundtrack.

Wild Yaks

This is some writing that this girl Maud did about about us on her blog. I don't know this girl, if I did she would ... (more) know how actually messy my apartment is or how truly, beautifully refined my taste in movies is. I'm also using this, as I'm wont to do, without her permission, but mostly because her blog doesn't offer any way of getting in touch with her. Without further ado: Sweaty boys playing sloppy drunk jammy music is the reason why I like dudes, and Wild Yaks do it oh so well. I want to be their friends because I bet they have a really dirty apartment and watch really good movies. I want to listen to their music because it's masculine and not at all pretentious and they're so into it and their glasses slide off their noses and their shorts are too short.

The drummer looks like a beardier Williamsburgier Iggy Pop. They sing songs about girls and love and tomahawks and pearls like the world and beg for a new guitar when they bust their own. They have a saxophone player with really sticky-uppy hair. You could totally kick ass and run around and drive your car to their songs. Their myspace url is "boyhoodforever" which makes me think they may be aware of how dudely they are but it makes me like them more. They also played this slower song that actually DID remind me of Jonathan Richman, specifically the part in "A Plea For Tenderness" that goes "I know how beautiful death is (duh duh duh duh duh)/ I know why you hate life..." and so on. They're kind of like a screamier Modern Lovers. Or maybe they're just what The Modern Lovers would be like if they weren't straight edge. If they were real real real drunk.


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