Zoogma Interview with Ryan Nall; Playing Catskill Chill
Oxford, Mississippi 4-piece Zoogma are hitting it very hard right now. What the fuck is a Zoogma, you ask? I couldn’t tell you, but they appear to be taking the wildly popular live-electronic music scene by storm. Offering a blend of rock, electronic, and hip hop, each member of the group incorporates both acoustic and sequenced instruments to deliver highly energetic sets. Not afraid to improvise, the group boasts of a strong ability to jam over their detailed beats, too.
UME Interview with Lauren Larson & Album Review by Kira
Power trios are a lot of fun to watch, but it seems like a tough gig. It takes a certain type of musical chemistry between members to pull off a successful 3-piece act, one that requires instrumental proficiency, intrigue, and sonic complexity. But it never hurts having a very attractive guitar player in the band, either.
Dopapod Interview with Neal “Fro” Evans; Playing Catskill Chill
Talk about a band that has its name come up everywhere lately! Dopapod do not appear to be holding anything back in recent months, and their tenacity and dedication appears to be paying off very well. The 4-piece group has logged many miles and performed at some of the best festivals the US has to offer, including Bonnaroo, Burning Man, Camp Bisco, and many, many more. It only makes sense that that’d also be one of the highlights of this year’s Catskill Chill fest, taking place from September 7-9 in Hancock, NY. Check out the insane lineup for that below! And not a group to slow down (ever), if you can’t make the Chill this year, they’ll also be coming to Ithaca, NY on December 1st, courtesy of their bad selves and Dan Smalls Presents!
Public Enemy Interview with CHUCK D.
Radio sponsored music festivals are often chaotic, disorganized places filled to the brim with creative types, business folk, and overly drunken patrons, and this year’s installment of Syracuse’s K-Rockathon was no exception. Arriving at noon to work, I pulled into the parking lot, greeted by a $15 parking charge and an endless barrage of people wobbling in front of my car, only to find out that my creds were, at that point, nonexistent. Four and a half hours later, everything finally worked out and I got into the venue. But you don’t want to read about my boo-hoo Sunday Sob Story, so let’s get to it.




