Peter Broderick
has a wistful way with melody and a compositional poise beyond his years. Still only 24, the Portland multi-instrumentalist/singer-songwriter has already been hailed for his albums of folk-finged essays («Home»), post-classical compositions («Float») and a dance project («Music For Falling From Trees»), plus a myriad under-the-radar releases and collaborations (f.e. with Efterklang).
The one where he goes «Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am!» (e.g. might be «Suffragette City»).
Lots of rare Tarentel records. One of my favorite bands, and I got into them kind of late, so I spent a lot of time trying to track down their early, out-of-print releases. I managed to find a lot of them!
It was the best love, with the best album.
One of my first cassette tapes!
Sam is amazing.
Uhh, so good!!!
I had my heart broken and listened almost exclusively to the first A Silver Mr. Zion album.
Anything by The Talking Heads! Listen to those grooves!
Anything by Elliott Smith. He’s the Portland hero.
Hmmm, you'd have to ask my friends about that one!
I’ll listen to this any time, but nothing could be more perfect for a sunday morning.
One of my favorite pieces of music, period.
