Matthew Moyer

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When faced with an artist as influential and eclectic as Gitane Demone, the traditional “interview intro piece” becomes a crisis of confidence. Where to begin? What do I say? We could start with those two magic words in the Goth world – Christian Death. Gitane played keyboards for Christian Death throughout the 1980s. She stayed on after Rozz Williams departed, but disappeared herself in 1989 after an emotional show at the London Astoria immortalized on

Prolapse are the band of your dreams. They’ve come to save us from dreary guitar boy band conformity. Their third album, Italian Flag

Apparatus Kranky Psst! Hey!! No, it would never work… Two years on, we are finally graced with a new album from the enigmatic Philosopher’s Stone. The Stone is the solo-now-permanent project of Gareth Mitchell (ex) of Amp. On the evidence of this record, quite a bit has happened in the last two years for Mitchell. I couldn’t help but notice he has ditched the vocals that so beautifully complemented the guitar textures of the

Frank Black and the Catholics Spin Art I am a mess of contradiction and indecision. On the one hand, I want to steer well clear of all of this Pixies legacy rehashing. Pixie this, Pixie that, Pixies blah. I didn’t even want to say the word “Pixies.” Pixies are horrid little creatures with strange tufts of fur all over their bodies, and bad teeth. But then I was driving home the other day, and (damn them to hell) the college radio outlet was playing “Is She Weird,” and oh-my-god, I got the chills when I heard Black Francis’ Bathory-meets-a-teething-infant scream. Well, he doesn’t do that anymore, and it’s lazy reviewing to dismiss an album based on Dave Kendall-narrated memories. So you start fresh. You start with the first song on the new album.

Local outlaws the Oak Hill Drifters brought their windswept and spectral countrified roots music to the brand-new Blue Bamboo over the weekend. Our own Jim Leatherman reports that seeing live music in the old Winter Park library space is a delightfully surreal experience. And we believe him.

You know the deal. The skilled rockers who run Orlando Girls Rock Camp spend a whirlwind few days in the summer teaching young folks the fundamentals of making and music and raging onstage. And at the end of it all, campers show off what they did this summer, loud and proud-style, onstage at a proper venue.

Skying XL Okay, so in 2009 the freako-goth Horrors transcended their meager (though eminently enjoyable) trash-garage beginnings with Primary Colours, a gleaming cylinder of perpetual motion sound crafted with Portishead’s Geoff Barrow. Inevitable acclaim followed, and everyone wondered how they would follow up such a perfectly delivered statement of forward intent. Well, by sidestepping expectations again.

The fifth installment of drag-focused but genre-curious queer arts collision Volume went down a storm at Will's Pub on Sunday night. Subtitled both "Black Celebration" and "Stripped," the night was a twin tribute to synth-pop icons Depeche Mode and Volume founder Davi Oddity (it was their birthday at midnight).