Chris DeSalvo

Articles by Chris DeSalvo

Grand Duchy fizzles out at Wicker Fest (7/24)

This is a quaint, ambitious new band that never reaches for the sonic heights The Pixies found, but still forces us to consider dancing amongst like-minded indie rockers. Sadly, this is only the case in subtle doses, and much of their haphazardly choreographed set left most in attendance either a.) wanting more, or b.) glad the band didn’t bother trying.

on July 26, 2009, 9:35am

Listen: A Lull

You can’t fake sincerity when so many want to join your pledge. Chicago’s own A Lull deploy a serious serving of devout songs that beg for further examination. They’re simply so textured with luminous consecration to sonic beauty it’s a wonder one wouldn’t require numerous listens right out of the gate.

on June 18, 2009, 1:00pm

Album Review: Eels – Hombre Lobo

Eels’ frontman Mark Oliver Everett is self-aware. His intimate sentiments are heart-on-your-sleeve homage to how little he values self-worth, opting to render his listeners devastated by constantly reminding them it’s what he lacks that brings them in. He has one significant problem: Each album of his contains a gamete of solid songs, but the whole thing altogether sounds like a 45-minute identity crisis between an aging hipster and the youthful emo-minded angst monger within. His latest effort, Hombre Lobo, is no different.

on June 08, 2009, 9:35am

Listen: The Fake Fictions

Local bands are a dime a dozen. They can be found each night filling semi-filled clubs with their largely forgettable tunes, and plugging their middling existence on Facebook and Myspace. The Fake Fictions played Chicago’s own The Whistler on Thursday …

on March 13, 2009, 2:45pm

Dusting ‘Em Off: Dinosaur Jr. – Bug


Punk rock is an art form few insist exists anymore. The aesthetic is very much intact—you can buy it at Target. The essence of punk, however, has been choking on itself since Nirvana blew through our airwaves nearly a generation …

on March 10, 2009, 3:10pm