With talk of setting his own work on fire and scatological insights into Picasso's work, Karl Haglund casually defies the persona of the stuffy and elite artist.
Despite a rasp as gruff and wizened as John Lee Hooker, the 25-year-old Benjamin Booker just released his debut, self-titled, garage blues album on ATO Records this year.
The playful and rambunctious Bully kicks out sweet and dirty electric garage pop that shows why they have racked up such an international buzz.
Sloppy garage rockers, the Whigs, put away their rugged electric guitars and opted for a sedate, acoustic session at the KDHX studios for Collector's Edition.
Lo-Fi tunesmiths that they are, Vertical Scratchers are not afraid to crank up their thrift store amplifiers and rock the delicateness out of their neatly composed songs.
Go ahead and do your Elvis Presley facial exercises and throw on your leather jacket, because Bible Belt Sinners are laying down the retro rockabilly as thick as the pomade in your hair.
With or without his Southern-fried band, Mofro, JJ Grey can easily serve up some soulful and funky tunes alone on the guitar.
Best known as the head of the inexplicably unique nineties band, Soul Coughing, Mike Doughty has been busy releasing a steady stream of solo albums, memoirs and miscellaneous musical projects.
Grooms bring their fragmented pop and sonic blasts to the KDHX studios in support of their latest shoegazing album, "Infinity Caller."
Hopping club to club mainly throughout Lower Manhattan, N.Y., save for a handful of shows in Brooklyn, is the only way to absorb the CMJ Music Marathon's seemingly endless array of music. And if not taken in stride, one might easily fade before the finish line.