Shay Commando

Stand Up! It's not just an album title, it's an order, forcing anyone who hears Whitney Shay's brand of rocket-fueled R&B onto the dancefloor. A flame-haired stick of dynamite in a sparkling dress, this San Diego phenomenon has made a record for dancing, drinking and dreaming, with songs to soundtrack the peaks and punches of life. Stand Up! Is sure to mark the global explosion of a singer-songwriter who's long been threatening to go 'boom'. Coming up the old-fashioned way - with a thousand word-of-mouth shows blazing her reputation across the planet - Shay's first decade has seen four wins at the San Diego Music Awards, a nomination at last year's prestigious Blues Music Awards and the tag of "future blues icon" bestowed by Blues Matters! #magazine.

This new recording (recorded in 2012) brings together two great, but altogether different 20th century Cello Sonatas from Russia: the gorgeous and deeply romantic cello sonata by Rachmaninoff, of near‐symphonic proportions, and the cello sonata by Prokofiev, a hybrid piece of his later period, a fascinating mixture of the romantic, the grotesque and the introspective side of the multi-faceted composer..

lues Caravan is unstoppable. Fifteen years after Europe s most respected label put on its first showcase tour, the founding concept is instantly familiar to blues fans: every night, on club stages across the US and Europe, three rising talents will burn down the house and kick the blues into the modern age…

Primal Fear delivered a jolt to German heavy metal as early as 1998 with their eponymous, ferocious debut, fortifying their well-earned status with a following onslaught of rapid successors. They have now achieved a rebirth of epic proportions, even outperforming their viciously strong last release "Apocalypse" (2018), an album that deservedly yielded their highest-ever chart entries in the USA, Germany, Canada, Japan and Switzerland. Those who hailed Primal Fear before will surely kneel before "Metal Commando", and those who aren't already addicted to the southern German's sound, simply now have no reason to not fall for it. The songs are too strong, the hooks too merciless, the refrains too huge - their trademark phalanx of three guitars is too insurmountable and the riffs too unerring to be resisted.