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Women In Music Pt. III by Haim – Review
Este, Danielle and Alana Haim are arguably Los Angeles stalwarts by now. Their presence in the city’s scene (and the world’s pop scenario) is already well established. From the music point of view, the road to that status has been quite satisfactory, but at the same time their affectionate and bright personalities have made them…
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High Violet by The National – Essentiality Review
With all that’s happening I feel like January was a long time ago. A month rendered in our minds as we looked forward to a new decade ignoring how our lives would change in the following months. And it was around that time I published my lists of favorite music from the past decade, and…
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Fetch The Bolt Cutters by Fiona Apple – Review
“Shameikah said I had potential”, croons Fiona Apple in ‘Shameikah’, a song where she describes how she hasn’t forget what the entitled person told her when she was being bullied in school. Listening to Apple’s discography, from 1996’s Tidal to the The Idler Wheel… in 2012, and now Fetch The Bolt Cutters certainly confirms that…
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The New Abnormal by The Strokes – Review
During most of the 2010s there was a tacit discussion going on when it came to new music from The Strokes. Shall we expect good The Strokes’ songs? Or good songs from The Strokes? For bands with a legacy so explicit as the one the NYC luminaries have to be measured against practically all of…
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Gigaton by Pearl Jam – Review
I honestly didn’t think that I would find myself doing this in 2020. Neither reviewing a Pearl Jam album or maintaining myself isolated because of a global pandemic. Anyway, there’s two reasons why I bring the first fact to your attention: one, for a considerable period of time in my adolescence, Pearl Jam was my…
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Saint Cloud by Waxahatchee – Review
Katie Crutchfield, aka Waxahatchee, has always slipped through my fingers. Listening to her albums (mainly 2015’s Ivy Tripp and 2017’s Out In The Storm) is like having a conversation with someone interesting about a subject you barely know of, and despite how much attention you pay to the other person you don’t remember anyhting about…
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Painter In Your Pocket by Destroyer – An Ode To An Ode
For a while in 2015, for me, there was nothing but this song. I listened to it shortly after I listened , for the first time, Destroyer, a Canadian-based project led by singer-songwriter Dan Bejar. 2006’s Destroyer’s Rubies was the second album I enjoyed from what is now one of my favorite bands of the…
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Everything Hits At Once by Spoon – An Ode to An Ode
Introducing a new segment for Sound Exposure that will consist in a review of a random song from any band, artist, year, album, genre or country that comes to my mind in a particular moment. I start with the first song I ever heard of one of the most consistent bands in 21st century rock.…
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The Main Thing by Real Estate – Review
Throughout the last decade Real Estate lived in a world of their own. This New Jersey quartet’s pristine melodies and delightful rhythms are truly unparalleled in the indie rock universe. Unsurprsingly, since their 2009 debut, they’ve maintained their status making them relatable and yet, at the same time, they can surprise you with each release.…
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And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside-Out by Yo La Tengo – Essentiality Review
I don’t want to scare you, but the year 2000 was 20 years ago. In 1997 the indie-rock auteurs from Hoboken, New Jersey reached what many considered their artistic peak. Their record I Can Hear The Heart Beating As One is a masterful compilation of indie-rock songs that tries to take on many forms of…
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The Slow Rush by Tame Impala – Review
I’ve realized that I really like Tame Impala’s 2015 release, Currents. See, when I first met Kevin Parker’s psych-rock project I felt that there was nothing like them. Listening to their first record, Innerspeaker, was an introvert’s delightful experience. So the change Parker made in their third album was, at the very least, unbalancing. It…
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Wilco/Mexico City/January 25th 2020
When I told my grandmother I was going to a concert in the Teatro Metropólitan in Mexico City’s downtown, she immediately doubted the nature of the concert. She’s been aware of my constant visits to the capital to see, usually, rock concerts. After I clarified it was an alternative rock band from Chicago named Wilco,…



