I was introduced to Chaz Bundick last winter when he performed at DC9 as Toro Y Moi – the crowd head-nodded their way around to his dreamy experimental tracks. This year, Chaz introduced a new musical project of his titled Les Sins. Les Sins has been named his dance side project for that it ventures your visuals to moving more than just your head. His first 12” single, titled Lina,

Canadian synth-poppers Dragonotte are fronted by the foxy vixen of a singer songwriter Martina Sorbara and backed on bass, guitar, and drums by her male bandmates: Dan Kurtz, Chris Hugget, and Joel Stouffer respectively. Dragonnet combine remarkably versatile and complex synth layers with loud fuzzy guitar, all driven by unrelenting, bouncing dance beats, to create catchy dance-rock that is smeared with bright red lipstick and dripping with sex appeal. Their

The indie buzz surrounding Brahms is slowly filtering out of the New York City bubble, garnering more and more attention and attracting new fans across the blogosphere. Headed by indie music vet Cale Parks (Joan of Arc, White Williams, Aloha), this trio produce a complex cacophony of percussion, synths, and guitar. Their dynamic electro-pop/rock seems in the vein of Animal Collective but less experimental. Other times it strikes a more

The Radio Dept. are back! I’ve been a fan of these guys since their 2002 Labrador records ep Where Damage Isn’t Already Done and was pleased when they subsequently released records with label-of-many-many-fantastic-and-big-artists, XL. They kinda went radio silent after that, at least for me, but it’s a treat to have them back and this song is a perfect soundtrack to a roof top party or night cap, just in

New York sensation Penguin Prison has busted through the iron bars of music industry mundanity to deliver some fresh dance pop hits. Unabashed in his sugary and juicy attempt at Prince-like pop stardom, Penguin Prison is sparkling and delicious. I’m a sucker for pseudo-sad-love songs about cars, and Penguin Prison doesn’t disappoint with his new single “The Worse It Gets,” chalk-full of buoyant piano riffs, chiming synths, funk-guitar lines, groove-able