With a band name that acknowledges a concept as lofty as our very species, you might expect a grandiose gesture or two from the Santa Cruz based Humans. Not so. In fact, this long defunct five-man troupe resided on the blunter side of the cutting edge, but not without packing some bite on such standout selections as “Lightning,” “Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark,” and “You Don’t Wanna Know.” The Humans opted to lick at the fringes of the early ’80s new-wave movement without jumping into the fray full bore, and as such they weren’t particularly distinguishable from many of their likeminded hopefuls. Even so, you’d swear that some of the aforementioned titles on Happy Hour were somehow quintessential of the era. Not a bad effort, save for the artsy closer, “Obituary” that draws the album to a rather unraveling coda. Apologies in advance for all the annoying pops and surface noise.01. Get You Tonight
02. Lightning
03. Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark
04. Change
05. Foreign Culture
06. Invisible Man
07. Waiting at the Station
08. You Don’t Wanna Know
09. Lost Control
10. Obituary
http://rapidshare.com/files/393834264/humans_happyhour.rar

The Edsel Auctioneer
A little under two months ago I deluge of 


Ok, here's more arcane, six-string-shredding indie rawk for your (hopefully) appreciative eardrums. Truthfully I am unaware of Forty's locale, but given this single is on
Dewey Defeats Truman were a great and probably now defunct San Diego band whose records not only got lost in the shuffle generally speaking, but amidst my only personal collection as well. In fact, this vivacious indie-rock threesome are right on par with the most capable work of likeminded combos The Promise Ring, No Knife, Skiploader, and Not Rebecca. So why haven't I graciously waxed on DDT previously? In a word, visibility. Were it not for the music rag I wrote for at the time (and thankfully, continue to do so), I would likely have been ignorant to them altogether. Given my overwhelming stash of cds and vinyl, these guys unfortunately tend to garner minimal play at my house/in my car/on my MP3 player, but it's due to no deficit of talent on their part. Hopefully you'll be able to to give this ep the TLC and attention it deserves. Here's the review I penned for Big Takeover magazine:

Austin's 

On "Red, Black, Khaki," Asheville, NC's now departed 




Yesterday, I was informed by one of my readers that
Judging from who I normally write about in this lil' corner of cyberspace, you might be surprised to learn that