Artsweek

April 18, 2003

A.R.E. Weapons | s/t | Rough Trade Records

By Eliav Appelbaum

These guys dare to be hip. And they succeed because they're just a tad bit deranged - armed with refreshingly dynamic lyrics and a foul-mouthed fightin' spirit to pull it off.

April 18, 2003

Moving Units | s/t | Rx RemedyDance Disaster Movement | We Are From Nowhere | Dim Mak

By DJ FatKid

Moving Units is one band trying quite hard to learn everything they can. Having opened shows for the holy disco-punk trinity of the Rapture, Hot Hot Heat and Radio 4, they debut four songs (a prelude to a purported major...

April 18, 2003

A Man Apart | At Least Give us an Arse Cheek

By Jessica Jardine

The only thing worse than seeing a predictable, paint-by-numbers action movie is seeing it and walking out confused. The audience expects "boom!" "bang!" "pow!" and some gratuitous plot involving some nekkidness.

April 10, 2003

Where Sweden and the Sand Meet

By Jessica Jardine

What has the average 12-year-old accomplished? Maybe making the club soccer team? Winning a few spelling bee trophies? Starring as Maria in "West Side Story"?

April 10, 2003

Phonebooth | Please Hang Up and Try Again

By Luke Chamberlin

Independent films have always had to rely on the strength of their stories to compete with Hollywood blockbusters. These smaller films have the advantage of being able to take more risks, experimenting with different con...

April 10, 2003

Make Way for the Merchants

By Mr. Bell

"Like Herbie Hancock with an MPC" is how the Addict Merchants flatter themselves. And with good reason. The Merchants have become a live hip hop sensation, already rocking a few enthusiastic Santa Barbara crowds.

April 10, 2003

Boy Sets Fire | Tomorrow Come Today | Wind-Up

By Eliav Appelbaum

Boy Sets Fire exhibits a teeming tempest of energy, emotion and raw intensity that swirls around like a monsoon-blizzard-hurricane-sandstorm all rolled into one hell of a force of nature. Unfortunately, the oomph that th...

April 10, 2003

Fruit Bats | Mouthfuls | Sub Pop

By Gary Epper

The Fruit Bats spawn from the self-replicating record factory, Sub Pop. Mouthfuls is their second release that screams simplicity with lead singer Eric Johnson's gentle voice and lazy guitar putting the listener into a e...

April 10, 2003

Lagwagon | Blaze | Fat Wreck Chords

By Monique Sherman

With bands like Blink-182 and Good Charlotte pumping out pop-punk like someone after a bad encounter with Jack in the Box, it's refreshing to know that after their last release five years ago, Lagwagon hasn't lost their ...

April 10, 2003

KCSB Top Ten

By Mr. Bell

April 3, 2003

Artsweek Over Broadway

By Jessica Jardine

While the majority of Gauchos packed into clubs with titles like "La Boom" and "Papas and Beer" over Spring Break, Artsweek took a turn for all things geeky and visited every over-the-top theater major's avenue of dreams...

April 3, 2003

Laurel Canyon | McDormand Sparks Jay, Steals Movie

By Lara Bradshaw

ust think of sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll thrown in with some existential burden and a cherry topping of conservatism and you have the makings of the new film "Laurel Canyon."

April 3, 2003

The White Stripes | Elephant | V2

By Alex Scordelis

Elephant, the latest offering from the White Stripes, is one of the sweetest products to come out of Detroit since Ford Mustangs started rolling off the assembly lines in 1964.

April 3, 2003

Uh, Exactly How Hip Are You?

By Jessica Jardine

1. Apparently, a hipster uses words like "deck" (meaning cool) and "fin" (meaning uncool). Artsweek has yet to pass the "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" phase of "cowabunga" and "totally tubular, dude."

April 3, 2003

T-Love | Long Way Back | Astralwerks

By Mr. Bell

There is nothing more attractive than an intelligent, socially conscious hip hop head. Examples vary by sexual preference, but T-Love suits my fancy just fine.

April 3, 2003

The Libertines | Up the Bracket | Rough Trade

By Drew Atkins

Every once in a while, a band will come along that will make you think about feelings, whether by screaming and rapping about them over pseudo-metal beats or singing them over radio-friendly guitar riffs.