Retrospective – Sun On The Sand

Time Has Told Me: Alexander von Schlippenbach Trio – Pakistani Pomade (1973)

AVS’s masterstroke is an unparalleled slice of avant-jazz.

In 2003, Steven R. Smith’s guitar split its gaze between Eastern Europe and the cosmos.

This classic Jamaican recording unearths a stirring tradition.

An early lo-fi offering by Smog stands among Bill Callahan’s finest efforts 20 years later.

American folk’s vocal powerhouse remains an overlooked artist to this day. Here’s his best effort.

Despite wider recognition for other projects, Nascimento’s most daring album is one of MPB’s greatest.

Avant-folkies plug out for an acoustic affair that presents their most galvanic vision to date.

Arthur Russell’s first album under his own name is a vernal one-off that hints at subsequent minimalist explorations.

Will Oldham introduces himself to the world in memorable fashion on this peculiar set.

Moondog’s blend of exotica and classical casts an enchanting spell on the everyday.

One of soul’s rawest early documents has certainly stood the test of time, sounding fresh as ever 50 years later.

A stunning marriage of drone and krautrock brings out the best in each on this high-profile collaboration.

Fahey’s parting statement is a bittersweet effort that finds the guitarist at his most vulnerable.

Just in time for Valentine’s Day…a comprehensively downcast post-punk treasure that seems to revel in its misery.

This, the sparest and least accommodating of John Lee Hooker’s efforts, constitutes one of his most memorable LPs.