http://www.nypress.com/articles.sec-22-1-music-features.html The building at 223 W. 28th St. is unremarkable. Located next to an open parking lot and across from a typically dreary FIT building, its exterior consists of a storage garage, a small door and a red awning that reads “Greenwich Village Plumber’s Supply.” Yet this building, like many in New York, has a well-kept secret. ]]> Looking at a map, it’s easy for westerners to miss Slovenia. Nestled between Italy and Croatia, only a sliver of the country touches the Mediterranean. At its furthest edge is Portoroz, with a resident population of a few thousand, a boardwalk, a marina and a strong tourism industry. It’s the birthplace of Gramatik, aka Dennis J, and represents the beginning of a journey that has led him to New York. ]]> Sitting in one of the small alcoves upstairs at the Bowery Ballroom between soundcheck and showtime, the four of them talk over each other, pick on each other, finish each others thoughts and in between talk about where theyve been and where theyre trying to go.]]> Sitting in one of the small alcoves upstairs at the Bowery Ballroom, between sound check and show time, the four of them talk over each other, pick on each other, finish each other’s thoughts and in between talk about where they’ve been and where they’re trying to go. The three brothers, Johnny, Teddy and Pete Mathias, along with their childhood friend Casey Gibson, are chasing a familiar dream.]]> Early birds not only get worms, but also all the tables inside air-conditioned Five Leaves Café as well, if a recent weekday evening at the oyster bar in Greenpoint is any indication. It was that lack of available seating and dinner-hour din that led Tanya Horo, lead singer of Australian indie band Sherlock’s Daughter, to suggest eating supper outside instead. Unfazed by the balmy weather, after a year living in New York, Horo hasn’t lost the easy-going air of a native New Zealander.]]> It takes a different kind of hipster to dig the Mostly Mozart Festival, one unafraid to break through the apartheid of rock. There will be no TV on the Radio. No nouveau psyche or unironic roots revivalism. No hip-hop, by white boys or otherwise. There will be, however, a great big swath of Stravinsky, not to mention a big mess of Mozart and some Beethoven, mostly greatest hits, and all of it stoner-friendly and knee-buckling, no matter how old the music is. ]]> Picture your old NES joining Sig Ep and getting way too into ecstasy, and youd have a good idea of what Brooklyns instrumental Anamanaguchi sounds like. They dont make video-game music; they make music to play video games to, ideally while high-fiving and chugging Four Lokos.]]> Jonathan Toubin can't find an ironclad Boogaloo. For that matter, there's little corroboration on the Mickey's Monkey, or the Four Corners or the Hot Pants. And don't even mention variations on the Zonk. One of the best-known DJs in the city, Toubin's been seeking out videos and examples of old dances, trying to amass a catalog of 1960s and '70s moves. They don't always match up.]]> DEvonté Hynes' guitar case is plastered with Delta Airlines stickers. It's an overcast summer afternoon and the 25-year-old Williamsburg-based musician, who has put out records as Lightspeed Champion and gained renown for his mixtapes and production work, is dragging his well-traveled case to the sound check for a gig at Pier 17 on the South Street Seaport.]]> There are two things that people are unlikely to forget about Tiny Victories. One is Walter's voice and the other is Kelly's live drumming. When Walters, wearing black-framed glasses and jeans, begins singing, it can take a minute to match what you hear and see. As someone who's taking opera-singing lessons, his voice stands out above the beats. Kelly's punctuating rhythms keep the pace, driving the sound behind Walters' vocals.]]> Two albums in, the members of Williamsburg's Savior Adore finish each others sentences and make some pretty great music. ]]> It took five years, a name change, personnel adjustments and a mysterious back injury on a mountaineering trip to a remote corner of British Columbia for Brooklyn-based Milagres to develop its current form.]]> Many insist the Hollywood movie musical died in the 1950s with the collapse of the studio system and the petering out of Arthur Freed's legendary productions at MGM. But musicals never truly went away, they just got stale in the leering shadow of rock 'n' roll. Limping into the 1970s, the genre got a swift kick by a ragged bunch of young punks, influenced in equal measure by Hollywood and Europe. Now the musical was tangled up with rock, its forms and traditions splintered and reassembled. This amorphous rejuvenation is on full display in Hollywood Musicals of the 1970s & '80s, Part 1: The 1970s at Anthology Film Archives, running June 17–26, focusing on the best the decade has to offer]]> Travis Caine and Katherine Kin spent last winter in a desolate, 100-year-old farmhouse in the Southern Adirondacks. It sat on 340 acres. Totally isolated from anyone else, the pair let days pass witho]]> So there you have it sometimes contemporaries are actually colleagues rather than just criterion. By the time a group of guys decides to work together, after sort of giving up on fitting into musical molds, what more are they to do than force their disparate talents to go together?.]]> Guitarist Amy Cooper and bassist Noah Wheeler met a few years back and hit it off immediately. The duo drafted drummer Jim Orso and quickly formed a three-piece band. But three members soon became two, a move which Wheeler says was a goal from the beginning.]]> For all of its grunge rock and angsty noise chords, Radical Dads is a band whose music is nothing short of joyful.]]> Walking down Wythe Avenue toward Monster Island Basement, I start to think that the members of K-Holes are hitting on me. "Everybody's a little bit gay sometimes," says Cameron Michele, the bands blond, ultra-boyish drummer who looks like a composite of every Gus Van Sant character ever. ]]>