Indie Basement (3/28): the week in classic indie, alternative & college rock
This week: Destroyer, Snapped Ankles, Dean Wareham (Galaxie 500, Luna), Elastica, The Darkness, Hannah Cohen, Population II, Korine, Sacred Paws, and more

Greetings from Knoxville, TN where I am attending Big Ears 2025 where two-thirds of Portishead are playing separately, along with Tortoise, Tindersticks, Jessica Pratt, Darkside, Michael Rother (Neu!, Harmonia), Waxahatchee, Lankum, Yo La Tengo & Sun Ra Arkestra, Explosions in the Sky, and lots more. Check out my daily recaps here.
It’s another busy week for new releases, including a few more records that seem likely to end up in my Best of 2025 list come December. Today I review new albums from Destroyer, Snapped Ankles, Dean Wareham (Galaxie 500, Luna), The Darkness, Hannah Cohen, Montreal’s Population II, Philly synthwave duo Korine, and Sacred Paws. This week’s Indie Basement Classic is one of Britpop’s Class of 1995.
If you need more reviews of this week’s many new albums, Andrew spins the latest from Deafheaven, Great Grandpa, Perfume Genius, SPELLLING, and more in Notable Releases.
Be sure to check out my interviews with Destroyer’s Dan Bejar and The Darkness’ Justin Hawkins.
Until next week, head below for this week’s reviews.
ALBUM OF THE WEEK #1: Destroyer – Dan’s Boogie (Merge / Bella Union)
Dan Bejar does it again with an album of widescreen torch songs featuring mind-blowing sound design
After three albums where Dan Bejar flirted with dance music, he has embraced his inner lounge and cabaret singer on the fourteenth Destroyer album. The record opens with the kind of sweeping strings you might hear at the start of an awards show in the ’70s with Dan is your host for the evening, though he’s the kind that might slide up to you afterwards and ask, “Hey mister, you wanna buy some diamond rings?” Dan’s Boogie presents a world of faded glamour, like a ’40s noir film full of seedy locales and seedier locals. Everybody’s hustling to get by and that’s the “boogie” of the title.
Dan told us he sees this one as “a mix of Poison Season and Your Blues in a lot of ways” and while you can hear that in the songs themselves, the production is like no other Destroyer album. John Collins, who has been Destroyer’s chief sonic architect since ’90s, has really outdone himself here with the sound design. There is something in the atmosphere of these arrangements that makes the room you’re listening in sound three times bigger than it is. While Dan’s Boogie sounds good on headphones, it sounds great on an actual stereo. The bongos and bass on “Bologna,” drenched in dubbed-out reverb, are spectacular and set the stage for a Destroyer first: lead vocals by someone else, Fiver’s Simone Schmidt, who brings a smoky cool to the table, leaving Dan as a bit player in a rumpled suit in his own story.
Collins shoots the album in widescreen technicolor, allowing us to see the stains of this tableau that would be hidden in black and white — musically speaking, of course — as Dan’s signature word salad style makes your head spin. A few choice lines: “The opera house is a jam space for the desperate and insane”; “At night cats get smashed in the snow, I don’t mind’; “Fools rush in but they’re the only ones with guts”; and “The family curse was our signature scent / The world ran from it holding its nose.” As with the best Destroyer albums, and this is one of them, don’t worry about the details and meaning. Be like Dan at a Destroyer show: sit back, have a sip of a beverage, and revel in the world of sound he’s created.
MORE: I talked with Bejar about Dan’s Boogie and a lot of other baloney.
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ALBUM OF THE WEEK #2: Snapped Ankles – Hard Times Furious Dancing (The Leaf Label)
Could an album be more of its time? This is the high-concept London band’s best yet.
Since their start in the late 2010s, London’s Snapped Ankles have presented themselves as creatures of the forest who’ve come down out of the branches to warn us against banks, big real estate, big corporations and the world leaders they have in their pockets, delivering their message via banging post-punk, techno, and commische rhythms. It’s like if Dr Seuss’ The Lorax led LCD Soundsystem. Swiping the title of their fourth album from Alice Walker’s 2010 book Hard Times Require Furious Dancing, Snapped Ankles have made a record that couldn’t feel more of the moment — in the best possible way — in one of the hardest times many of us have witnessed. And the music is indeed furious, urgent beats regularly flung at BPMs well above 140, with syncopated percussion and squelching synths — many of which are homemade and built into hollowed-out logs (their live show is wild) — and shouted sloganeering a la Mark E Smith.
Hard Times Furious Dancing is a real state-of-the-world record, taking a look at everything from the fractured post-Covid music industry on “Pay the Rent” (“This band exists to sell beverage / While the venue tries to make a dent”) to those evil conglomerates on “Personal Responsibilities” (“They don’t apply to very large companies”), and starting an impromptu dance party in an endless customs line (“Dancing in Transit”). Unlike their last couple albums, these tunes were road-tested before recording and everything feels extra dialed up for maximum endorphin release. It all comes together, including the KLF-inspired but very Snapped Ankles cover art, for what is easily the group’s best, most fun, and cathartic record yet.
Hard Times Furious Dancing by Snapped Ankles
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Hannah Cohen – Earthstar Mountain (Bella Union / Congrats Records)
Sufjan Stevens and Clairo contribute, but it’s the sumptuous production and arrangements, and Cohen’s versatile voice that make Cohen’s fourth album a stunner
What a gorgeous-sounding album this is. Hannah Cohen has created a sumptuous garden of earthly aural delights for her fourth album. The cascade of flutes and strings on “Dusty” that opens the album instantly sets the mood, conjuring rainbows and spring. (This record couldn’t have picked a better release date, as trees are in full bloom on the East Coast.) While that song is an homage to Dusty Springfield, it also brings to mind Minnie Riperton’s kaleidoscopic single “Le Fleurs” and more than holds up to the comparison. “Dusty” is a hard act to follow, but Hannah follows it with the sultry, sassy strut of “Draggin'” and “Mountain” which has serious Fleetwood Mac vibes and harmonies via Sufjan Stevens. The wonders keep flowing from there, from sunshine pop to spectral folk, groovy soul, and even a wonderful cover of Ennio Morricone’s “Una Spiaggia” with Cohen and Catskills neighbor Clairo nailing those otherworldly vocalizations. Hannah’s partner and producer, Sam Evian, did similar magic with records by Kate Bollinger and Katie Von Schleicher and helps Cohen catch those sounds she’s chasing, and no doubt those guest contributors are cool, but Earthstar Mountain is Hannah’s baby all the way.
Earthstar Mountain by Hannah Cohen
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Dean Wareham – That’s the Price of Loving Me (Carpark)
Dean reteams with producer Kramer for the first time since Galaxie 500 for his excellent third proper solo album
You know what to expect from a Dean Wareham record at this point, 40 years into his career, through Galaxie 500, Luna, Dean & Britta, collabs with Sonic Boom and more: tranquil guitar rock that’s lazy, soft and slow with subtle guitar fireworks and his wry sense of humor present in the lyrics. It’s a sound that is indebted to the Velvets and Jonathan Richman but at this point is just his own. One thing you might not expect is for Dean to reteam with Kramer who he hasn’t worked with since Kramer produced all three of Galaxie 500’s albums. They’d remained friendly over the years but the pandemic brought them closer and they decided to see what would happen in the studio. It turns out not much has changed in 35 years, the magic was still there and Kramer continues to work quick. “Kramer believes two takes yield more treasure than 20,” says Dean. Recorded in just six days, That’s the Price of Loving Me is Wareham’s finest solo record to date and the best thing he’s done since Dean & Britta’s 2003 album, L’Avventura. The atmosphere is relaxed but confident, and while the fidelity is decidedly higher than those Galaxie 500 records — and Dean is using more chords these days — there are definitely moments that flash back to the late ’80s. “New World Julie” feels like a cousin to “Pictures” from Galaxie 500’s debut, Today, and covering Mayo Thompson’s “Dear Betty Baby” feels like a nod to G500’s take on The Red Krayola’s “Victory Garden.” This is a cozy, comfy record with nice touches like the strings on “You Were the Ones I Had to Betray” and “That’s the Price of Loving Me,” the vibraphone on his cover of Nico’s “Reich der Träume.” (Britta Phillips’ backing vocals are always welcome too.) It’s the guitar touches, dipped lightly in reverb, that really get you, though. “Yesterday’s Hero,” which is in a tie with the title track for best song on the album, blooms with dueling leads panned to opposite sides for the stereo field. They run out the last minute of the song and it’s so satisfying, so pretty, that I wish it would go on three times as long. Here’s to old friends, may they continue to make more records like this together.
That’s the Price of Loving Me by Dean Wareham
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The Darkness – Dreams on Toast (Canary Dwarf Ltd / Cooking Vinyl)
Still a bit inconsistent but this is The Darkness’ best, most tuneful and concise album since their hit debut Permission to Land
The Darkness’ 2003 debut album, Permission to Land, is a perfect album — 10 cheeky, hooky songs loaded with huge riffs, earworm choruses, lots of great solos, nonstop innuendo, and the best Pulp song Jarvis Cocker never wrote. They haven’t been able to match it since. The band almost immediately went off the rails with its follow-up, One Way Ticket to Hell…And Back (a literal “coke album”) and then broke up with frontman Justin Hawkins entering rehab. He got clean, and then the band got back together, making another five albums that, while fun, never had the hookiness that made the first such a classic. They’ve finally come close with Dreams on Toast, the band’s eighth album, that brings the focus back on the choons while being their most varied record to date, featuring lots of rawk but also Sweet-style bubble-glam, and even a couple forays into country and western. It’s also got their best single in 20 years, “The Longest Kiss,” a precision hook delivery device that manages to pack in multiple choruses, a middle eighth and two amazing solos in under three minutes. They also have a couple goes at the “rock song about Rock N’ Roll” genre, the best of them being “Walking Through Fire.” Justin Hawkins’ self-effacing, funny-cause-it’s-true sense of humor is on display in this tale of a past-their-prime band: “Our next long player ooooh it’s coming out soon / I’ll be honest, I’m under the moon / We’re only doing this‚ cos it’s fun / Don’t even think my mum bought the last one.” He adds “We never stopped making shit albums / It’s just that no one buys them anymore” before he and brother Dan Hawkins launch into an awesome, towering twin lead solo and into a real fist-pumper of a chorus that is as catchy as it is dumb (“I can’t help / falling in love with rock and roll). Hawkins is a little more serious, lyrically, this time around but for those looking for that signature Darkness innuendo, there’s “Hot on My Tail” which…well you’re just going to have to listen for yourself. The record is nowhere near perfect but it’s never not enjoyable and memorable, and it’s clear they’re having a blast this time. At their best, nobody tightrope walks that Spinal Tap fine line between stupid and clever quite like The Darkness and their balance seems to finally be back.
MORE: Read my interview with Justin Hawkins about Dreams on Toast
Dreams on Toast by The Darkness
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Sacred Paws – Jump Into Life (Merge)
Third album of Afrobeat-inspired indie rock from former members of Shopping and Golden Grrrls is a delight
“Jump Into Life” is a perfect title for the bright, bouncy and melodic second album from Sacred Paws, aka the duo of Ray Aggs (Shopping) and Eilidh Rodgers (Golden Grrrls). Much like their terrific second album, the also well-titled Run Around the Sun, this is joyous indie rock filtered through Afrobeat and, this time, a few traditional UK folk touches as well. Banjo and fiddle is a surprising touch on “Another Day,” It’s that blend of styles that makes Sacred Paws unique. Songs like “Turn Me Down,” “Through the Dark” and “Winter” could’ve been trad guitar pop but there isn’t a strummed instrument here; interweaving lead lines dance across the fretboard, spinning with the bass and syncopated drumming. The melodies are straight pop, but the arrangements pull everything in other directions. The cheeriness of the music is counterbalanced by the melancholy tinged lyrics; “I’ll never hold what’s in your heart, I hope you’re somewhere you call home” they sing on opener “Save Something” that is otherwise pure sunshine. Sacred Paws don’t slow down once across these 11 tracks — even “Slowly Slowly” is breathlessly paced — and at 35 minutes feels like it’s over in a flash, urging you to hit play again.
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Population II – Maintenant Jamais (Bonsound)
Third album from this talented Montreal psych-garage group sets the controls for the heart of the sun
You may have seen Montreal psych-garage power trio Population II opening for Oh Sees — they toured together a couple times and have released albums on John Dwyer’s Castle Face Records — and you can see why these bands get along so well. “Garage Rock” doesn’t do either of them justice, and Population II incorporate proto-metal, krautrock, spacerock, “jazz odyssey,” and way-out-there psychedelia into their repertoire. The band’s third album, Maintenant Jamais (“Now Never”), is a real trip. Working with producer Dominic Vanchesteing (Marie Davidson, Chocolat), the band are at their best when aiming for as far out as possible, with hard-hitting yet lithe and funky drumming, fat analog synths blasting alongside fuzzed out guitars, and heavy bass all cranked up to the max. It’s a bit like before Tame Impala went festival pop, but even more it’s Hawkwind, King Crimson, and Pink Floyd (pre and post Syd) smooshed into three three talented French Canadian weirdos in 2025. Spectaculaire!
Maintenant Jamais by POPULATION II
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Korine – A Flame in the Dark (Born Losers Records)
The latest from this Philly synthwave duo is perfect for your next goth aerobics workout session
Listening to A Flame in the Dark, the fourth album from Philly synthwave duo Korine, I was struck by an image of a bunch of ’80s goths dekked out in leotards and leg warmers doing aerobics. I feel certain that is not what they were aiming for but I think it is a perfect descriptor for the album, and I definitely mean it in a good way. The synths, drum sounds, and guitars are Pure ’80s — New Order, Depeche Mode, The Cure, John Hughes soundtracks, the glory days of LA’s KROQ, etc — and the hooks are undeniable and keep coming. Tying a black bow on all this is singer Morgy Ramone whose vocal delivery is both totally bummed out and full of bratty attitude. A lot of current groups blatantly mine the shiny Reagan/Thatcher years for inspiration but few do it with as much style, originality and tunes as Korine. Add this one to your workout mix, mascara optional.
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INDIE BASEMENT CLASSIC: Elastica – Elastica (Geffen, 1995)
Elastica’s fantastic self-titled debut just turned 30 and still sounds great
Pulled from our Best Britpop Albums of 1995 list: Led by Justine Frischmann — who had been an early member of Suede and for much of the ’90s was one half of Britpop’s #1 Power Couple with Blur’s Damon Albarn — Elastica were a breath of fresh air when they released “Stutter,” their 1993 debut single that mixed punk, new wave and heaps of attitude. If you weren’t paying attention then, you certainly were by the time of their third single, “Connection,” that borrowed (and later paid for) its riff from Wire’s “Three Girl Rhumba.” When the song kicks in at the 20 second mark, you’ve got one of 1994’s most undeniable hooks. The band were not shy about paying homage to bands they loved: “Line Up” also borrowed heavily from Wire, and “Waking Up” tipped its hat to The Stranglers’ “No More Heroes.” The wait for their debut album seemed like forever, and when it was finally released in March of 1995 it became the fastest selling UK album since Oasis’ Definitely Maybe the year before and held onto the title till Arctic Monkeys’ Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I’m Not in 2006. More than half of Elastica‘s songs had already seen release on singles (including some b-sides) which made it a little disappointing for fans at the time, but it now just sounds like a start-to-finish classic.
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