Indie Basement (1/9): the week in classic indie, alternative & college rock

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Happy New Year and good riddance to 2025! Hope you had a nice holiday and are back to knowing what day it is. If you’re still unsure, it’s the first real new release week of the year and things are starting off with a small bang, including records from Dry Cleaning, The Cribs and indie rock collective Winged Wheel (which includes members of Sonic Youth, Saturday Looks Good To Me, Matchess, Spray Paint and more). There’s also the latest from Prins Thomas, Daniel Lopatin‘s awesome score for the equally great movie Marty Supreme, and a look back at The Soundtrack of Our Lives‘ debut album.

Need more? Notable Releases spins new ones from Zach Bryan, Feels Like Heaven (Speedway), Jenny on Holiday (Let’s Eat Grandma), and more.

In other news, a new SAULT album dropped in typical surprise fashion today, and MEMORIALS announced their second album. Also, Morrissey is back on Sire Records somehow.

If you’re still behind on 2025, check out the Indie Basement Favorite Albums of the year list, and if you’re read to move on, peruse BrooklynVegan’s Most Anticipated Albums of 2026 (and listen to Dave, Andrew, Amanda and myself talk about some of them on BV Weekly).

Head below for this week’s reviews…

ALBUM OF THE WEEK #1: Dry Cleaning – Secret Love (4AD)
Cate Le Bon helps this unique band refine their voice for their most nuanced, appealing album yet

“Rocks in my dreams / Use some bread to dip / I want you, your boots.” Florence Shaw’s lyrics and delivery feel like being privy to an interior monologue as she goes through her day, where serious thoughts, deep realizations, and witty observations are interrupted by remembering you need to buy onions and pay your electric bill. Such is the way Shaw and Dry Cleaning — a band who claim they formed by accident and sometimes still can’t believe they’re still going — have done things from the start, and they’re clearly doing better than they ever expected, including a Grammy win for 2022’s Stumpwork (best album package for its awesome, if divisive, cover art).

When it came time to record their third album, however, the band felt a little stagnant and adrift. They had already tracked around 20 songs in various locations, including their rehearsal space, Jeff Tweedy’s Loft studio in Chicago, and sessions with members of noise rockers Gilla Band. Hoping to tie it all together, they enlisted Cate Le Bon, whom they met while at The Loft (she produced Wilco’s Cousin). Le Bon suggested they start from scratch, with everyone heading to Black Box studio in France’s Loire Valley. Incorporating ideas from those earlier sessions but funneling them through Le Bon’s guiding sensibilities, it clearly worked: Secret Love is Dry Cleaning’s most nuanced, approachable album yet.

Le Bon also encouraged Shaw to break out of her dry, droll sprechgesang and actually sing, and “Joy,” the final track on Secret Love, is a great example of that. Shaw’s spoken-word delivery is still there, as she mixes worries about the world with text from a book on the history of food and drink, but now it’s almost as if she’s humming to herself along the way, keeping time as the rest of the band lays down a slashing, melodic post-punk backing. And are those harmonies we hear? Joy indeed.

Speaking of the band, there’s wonderful touches throughout, including the spiderweb lacing on Secret Love’s title track, the delicate arpeggiations of “Let Me Grow and You’ll See the Fruit,” the dirgey noise of “Evil Evil Idiot,” the atmospheric touches coloring the dubby clank of “Hit My Head All Day,” and the minor-chord jangle of “Blood,” which sounds a little like Shocking Blue’s “Venus” by way of The Smiths. This is still the same Dry Cleaning, just refined and sounding more like themselves than ever.

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ALBUM OF THE WEEK #2: The Cribs – Selling a Vibe (Sonic Blew / PIAS)
Brothers won’t break: Gary, Ryan and Ross Jarman make one of their best Cribs albums 20+ years into their career

Formed by brothers Ryan, Gary and Ross Jarman in the West Yorkshire city of Wakefield, The Cribs were one of many mid-’00s UK guitar bands to spring up in the wake of The Strokes and The Libertines — a scene they were often lumped in with but never quite felt part of. Survivors who made it through falling out of fashion, a stint with Johnny Marr as a second guitarist, moves to NYC (Ryan) and Portland (Gary), and more than a little record label bullshit, their bond has kept the trio together and remarkably consistent for over 20 years.

Selling a Vibe is their ninth album, their first in six years, and further proof of The Cribs’ resilience and distinctive sound: perfectly shambolic guitars, melodies that pull from the earliest days of rock n’ roll, and their signature use of a spirited “Whoa-oh!” to punctuate a chorus. What’s heartening about The Cribs is both how little they’ve changed and how good these songs still sound. “If Our Paths Never Crossed,” “A Point Too Hard to Make,” “Summer Seizures,” and “Distractions” are all classic Cribs songs, brimming with that Jarman brothers je ne sais quoi, and could’ve appeared on any of their ’00s-era albums.

Producer Patrick Wimberly (ex Chairlift) adds a little synthy gloss but otherwise doesn’t get in the band’s way, though it’s a surprise to hear tenor Francisco Morales vocalizing operatically on “You’ll Tell Me Anything.” It’s jarring the first time, but it works. Lyrically, Selling a Vibe touches on nearly everything the band have been through and what’s kept them together, closing with what may be their new signature song, “Brother’s Won’t Break,” which has all three Jarmans singing in unison: “All that our roots did was just trip us up / But there’ll never be any shame / For the things that we would never change.” Long live The Cribs.

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Daniel Lopatin – Marty Supreme Original Score (A24 Music)
The man also known as Oneohtrix Point Never collaborates with director Josh Safdie for a third time for a very-’80s score for a 1950s-set ping pong drama

While I enjoy Oneohtrix Point Never albums — like his latest, Tranquilizer — Daniel Lopatin often does his best work collaborating with others, whether that’s co-writing with pop stars or working in the service of film, television, or commercials. Filmmaker Josh Safdie really seems to bring out the best in him, and the score for Safdie’s fantastic new movie Marty Supreme (their third film together) might be the best thing Lopatin has ever done. Though the movie is set in 1952, the soundtrack — from the score to the needle drops — is entirely centered in the mid-’80s, and the juxtaposition works beautifully, giving this hustler and ping-pong prodigy the air of a bright future he’s always reaching for, even when things are going wrong. (Spoiler alert: that’s much of the film.) Tangerine Dream’s score for Risky Business is a clear inspiration, as is Vangelis (Blade Runner, Chariots of Fire) in its airy layers of synth, fretless bass, pan flute, and Fairlight-era homage, while the use of percussive instruments owes more than a little to Steve Reich and plays directly into the sport that drives the film. There are also a number of collaborators here, including ambient great Larajii on zither and percussion, flautist Izaak Mills, the Czech National Symphony Orchestra, the Vienna Synchron Choir, and Weyes Blood, who provides ethereal, wordless vocals. (Safdie himself is even credited with “sound effects” on a few cuts.) Above all, the Marty Supreme score is fun and engaging even without the film, but hearing it blast through a theater sound system makes it even better.

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Winged Wheel – Desert So Green (12XU)
This collective featuring members of Tyvek, Matchess, Spray Paint and more deliver intoxicatingly gothy choogle on their third album

This “experimental super-band,” featuring members of Tyvek, Spray Paint, Matchess, plus Sonic Youth’s Steve Shelley and more, were born out of the pandemic, with songs made long-distance as members added parts almost Exquisite Corpse–style before eventually becoming a formidable live band. New album No Island (their third) was also recorded remotely by the core quartet of Fred Thomas, Whitney Johnson, Cory Plump, and Matthew J. Rolin, but you can feel their symbiosis as if it were hammered out live after a six-week tour in a rehearsal space. Heavy on dark vibes and smoldering, drony jams, Winged Wheel ride a storm cloud formation across the horizon, churning up a gothy choogle that could appeal to fans of Joy Division, The Grateful Dead, Neu!, and Cocteau Twins. These creations allow the members to stretch out and explore, world-building as they play off one another — equal parts creepy, alluring, and dissonant.

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Prins Thomas – ​​Thomas Moen Hermansen (Prins Thomas Musikk)
The Norwegian cosmic disco royalty is still master of his craft on his effervescent 10th album

For a country so near the Arctic Circle, Norway has produced a remarkable number of artists who excel at making warm, breezy music. On the electronic side alone there’s Todd Terje, Lindstrøm, and Prins Thomas, all of whom seemed to emerge from the same cosmic disco nebula in the early 2000s. The title of Prins Thomas’ 10th album is his given name, Thomas Moen Hermansen, and it features a photo of him as a child; is this the equivalent of the old trope where a self-titled release represents an artist’s truest encapsulation? Perhaps, but more concretely it’s Prins alone with his machines, no guest vocalists, delivering a 40-minute dancefloor aerobic workout full of cordial melodies, bubbly synths, bouncing rubbery bass, and simple kick-snare beats accented by electro handclaps, with tempos that stay comfortably below 120 BPM. Thomas Moen Hermansen sounds like liquid sunshine you could spray on your windows during a spring cleaning — or at least use to keep yourself motivated through the dirty work at hand.

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INDIE BASEMENT CLASSIC: The Soundtrack of Our Lives – Welcome to the Infant Freebase (Warner/Telegram)
Few bands turned rock cliches into something transcendent like TSOOL. Their double album debut still sound amazing 30 years on

When Sweden’s awesome, fearsome — and underheard outside Scandinavia — Union Carbide Productions broke up in 1993, vocalist Ebbot Lundberg, guitarist/songwriter Björn Olsson, and guitarist Ian Person formed a new group: The Soundtrack of Our Lives. Adding bassist Kalle Gustafsson Jerneholm, keyboardist Martin Hederos, and drummer Fredrik Sandsten, their love of rock & roll and on-stage showmanship remained unabated, but with TSOOL the sound shifted from The Stooges and MC5 toward anthemic, early-’70s stadium rock. The lineup clicked almost immediately, with a torrent of songs pouring out of them, resulting in their 20-song double-album debut, 1996’s Welcome to the Infant Freebase.*

The album opens with “Mantra Slider,” which slow-builds to its killer riff that, like much of their best work, feels so familiar you’re sure they nicked it from someone — even if you can’t quite place who. Often, it was The Who, but in this case it’s The Stones. Every element of their big sound has its place, from the layers of guitars to the melodic basslines, vintage organs, and deft-touch drumming. It’s as if they absorbed every great album from 1971 and synthesized them into one new, 70-minute creation.

Then there’s Lundberg, whose lyrics veer into Syd Barrett-style psychobabble but always sound right, delivered with total conviction. (Dressing like a Trappist monk helped.) From there, the hits keep coming: the groovy “Firmament Vacation,” the sky-high “Instant Repeater 99,” the trippy, baroque “Embryonic Rendezvous,” the storming “Confrontation Camp” (song titles were not their strong point) — the whole thing is great.

Fittingly, the album arrived just as Oasis were entering their post-Morning Glory downswing, and it almost felt like TSOOL picked up the ball and ran with it. They were, however, a far more exciting live band, knowing every trick and every rock cliché in the book, but deploying them with such confidence it felt like they’d invented them. If you got swept up in Oasis reunion fever last year and are craving more, give these Swedes a shot.

*TSOOL had so many songs for their debut that the runoff would fuel their second album two years later that was also a double. In fact, all but one of their six studio albums were doubles. They’re all worth checking out.

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