For Florida's sole remaining sex surrogate, love is a many splintered thing.
It's not just giant companies cashing in on America's defense industry.
How a throwaway idea at the Barkley ad agency became the "Sonic Guys."
A diner's guide to Texas's oldest Mexican restaurants.
Fortunately, Tim Rally Gold (not a guy but a college duo) don't try to pass their chintzy drum loops and soulless bass lines off as the real thing. Their basement pop tunes revel in the charm of 8-bit Nintendo beats without detracting from the live guitar and hipster-taunting lyrics. The album's best tracks bring to mind a few indie rock heroes' lo-fi beginnings. The simple melody that shines through the distorted clutter of "I Want Your Back" is reminiscent of Alien Lanes-era Guided By Voices, while the goofy backup yelps of "Planting Flowers" hint at They Might Be Giants' days without a full band. At its harmless worst, With Us, Not At Us sounds like the meager results of a dorm-room pastime; at its best, the album suggests a minor cult band in the making.