Many recognize LSF for their work on 2007's Let's Stay Friends, which lead to the neglect of their earlier (and overall better) material.
Polvo frontman Ash Bowie seemed to have saved most of his best songs for this solo effort, an eerie and haunting album.
While this trio could have been one of math rock's poster children, they released two albums and an EP that rivaled For Respect-era Don Caballero.
Self were the only group with the audacity to record a pop album entirely with toy instruments, and succeed.
Known for their more extensive material like Blessphemy, An Albatross' goofy 11-minute spasm used brevity to its advantage.
I'd imagine that fusing The Raincoats with Teenage Jesus & The Jerks would give you something similar to Erase Errata's 2001 masterpiece.
Along with Zs, Little Women, and Normal Love, Godzik Pink brought jazz into obscurer territory and applied their own minimal mindset to it.
After the vocalist's damage to his vocal chords from screaming without a microphone, Jeromes Dream's final effort was looked down upon in authoritarian hardcore circles due to the lack of screaming. Come on, people.
In the same league as Chavez and Jawbox, Shiner somehow didn't catch on.
TFUL282's diversely quirky breed of rock is challenging to categorize and ignore, so how did this happen?
With this clever of a name, you can only expect the sharpest, most ferocious energy from this band-- perhaps what too many acts had aimed for in 2001.
Featuring members of pg. 99 and Darkest Hour, this quartet delivered high-octane metal coated with silly lyricism.
Forcefield's premier Load full-length consists of 17 tracks of the squiggles and beeps that later became the blueprint for noise from the likes of Black Dice.
Little did we know, Liars could play Oneida with more tact than Oneida.
Q and Not U's sophomore album did receive decent coverage, but it could have been big. I mean, *big*. Surpassing its predecessor in variety, the loss of a member only led to more forethought and innovation. Swift drumming, grooving bass, and searing guitars are abound.
I suppose that Frenchkiss Records' fans weren't prepared for no-wave revivalism in 2003.
I blame the record label.
What may have prevented Kaito's noisily charismatic songs from getting noticed was identity confusion. (see: Japanese electronic artist Kaito)
"I blame the record label."
Ex-Blood Brothers vocalist Johnny Whitney has found his way into many projects, but Soiled Doves is plausibly his most obscure foray.
Starlight Mints' grand, baroque-like presence isn't unlike what you would hear from newer bands, but their keen ear for adherent melodies are at the root of their definition.
Zs' latest and greatest, New Slaves, has been given praise aplenty, but the outfit's back catalog hardly resembles that barrage.
While GGD's later output gained accessibility, their first full-length consisted of two lengthy 20-minute jams, exploring every nook and cranny imaginable.
Fronted by John Dieterich and Ed Rodriguez of Deerhoof, Gorge Trio provided explosive vignettes of guitar squall.
Providence, RI trio Necronomitron are one of the most bizarre acts I've heard in metal. Multifarious African-like percussion aligns with dissonant noodling and horrific shrieks.
Strings are bent, pushed against pickups, and further tortured alongside elastic rhythms.
Divided into two solo ventures, Zach Hill's magnum opus seemed marketed as a companion piece than its own album.
Known for fronting Lungfish and recently collaborating with The Skull Defekts, Daniel Higgs presents a sparse Raga-inspired hour of recordings.
Neil Hagerty's Howling Hex project based all eight of this album's songs on instrumental repetition, making for an equally hypnotic and involving listen.
This Rhode Island duo were as tumultuous as any hardcore five-piece, delivering their intense melodicism in under 15 minutes.
Karl Bauer's Axolotl moniker has amassed a hefty discography, but Way Blank strikes a euphoria that his other efforts cease to encompass.
Dmonstration's idiosyncratic punk is filled to the brim with skronk and discord suited only for seizure-like dance moves.
Matthew Bower's Hototogisu and Sunroof! projects display versatility in volume from release to release, and this 2006 disc straddles both the spiraling psychedelia and blistering noise dispersed amongst his body of work.
Mikaela's Fiend are simple in theory, yet the result is ear-splitting: an effect-heavy guitar-drums duo bursting through all conventional confines.
To put it simply, No-Neck Blues Band-esque basement jams by way of irony-enthusiastic goons.
Skullflower provide an indefatigable shroud of guitar feedback, progressively increasing its grate, track after track.
This Texan band cherry picked from the finest in noise rock and applied them with an unmatched precision.
True Primes are the only boy-girl duo that I know of that doesn't follow the route of indie pop. Much of this debut consists of dizzying vocal loops and distant drumming.
If Al Johnson's shaky croons in U.S. Maple were ever alienating to you, Winning's deconstructed rock ballads may help you reconsider.
Like Mikaela's Fiend, Bulbs consist of the fundamentals-- guitar and drums, yet push the envelope even further. Featuring William Sabiston (of Axolotl) and Jon Almaraz, Bulbs' debut full-length comes closest to off-kilter electronics, while the resonant guitar tones maintain an organic element of their own.
Norway's Haust made hardcore fun again with driving rhythms and anger-inducing riffs.
This trio's hook-smothered, fun-loving sophomore effort must have been too boisterous for its own good to have not been more revered.
In the midst of Broadcast's collaboration with The Focus Group being released, their equally odd tour EP was left unheard by many.
The Double were inches away from popularity with Loose in the Air in 2005, but since leaving Matador Records the group's mangled pop tunes haven't reached many ears.
Evan Miller's vinyl debut: a gorgeous offering of various guitar exploits. Side 2, track 2, "Asphodel" must be one of the greatest songs I've ever laid ears on-- imagine Eno's "Deep Blue Day" sans structure.
This is a reissue one of James Ferraro's earliest attempts at making a pop album under the Lamborghini Crystal guise, and it's undoubtedly the catchiest.
When not performing with Wilco, Glenn Kotche enlists the help of Darin Gray, creating subtle, percussive jazz experiments.
This Sacramento duo's debut is fun of the foreign sort; punchy rhythms and melodies are transmitted through exotic filters and electronics.
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