Stepbridge Studios wins and Silvermouse rocks.

Answer a few questions about your experience with Santa Fe and your predictions for its future and you could wind up published in SFR.

No bullshit Auto-Tune, no irritating hype guy screaming “YEAH! HEY!” in the background. The Underground delivered straight up, no frills hip-hop with subject matter ranging from the power of music to loving your mom.

Cherry Tempo's new album show maturity, but scattered influences.

Torche will hurt your brain. But not in that sucky way that other supposedly hardcore band will. Torche will hurt it real nice.

A new Saturday night slot at Corazón, promises to drive people Apesh!t.

An interview with Stephanie Hatfield, guitarist Bill Palmer, bassist Matt McClinton and drummer Jason Aspeselt.

The Canyon Road Blues Jam is clearly catered toward a more, shall we say, annually advanced crowd. But that is not to say these people don’t know how to party.

Perhaps it’s because the bands that play them could care less about money and would much rather melt faces and blow minds...but house parties rock.

Pictureplane delivered, but The Late Severa Wires members played like they didn’t know what they were doing. Perhaps I just wasn’t “hip” enough to be into it, but this junk-heap of sounds totally brought my show-going experience to a screeching halt.