Even the best innovation means nothing without a vital sense of the past. Brooklyn's Journalism connect two seemingly disparate influences—Joy Division and Sea and Cake—in a brief, three-song EP that radiates complacency and anxiety. Closer “I See Everything” (streaming) is the exception; it pushes past style, and thus beyond vanity, into more unfettered territory. More like dat, please! he band will be closing our all ages CMJ Garage/Slacker Rock Stage at Muchmore's on Thursday 10.15. - Brian Chidester

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My last day of CMJ was my most anticipated.  Started off by getting my ticket in advance for Exploding in Sound's 3rd birthday bash at The Silent Barn, where almost every EIS band in some form or another would be playing.  After that I headed over to the warehouse spot over on Hart and Wyckoff known as Hot 97.4 for the 1.21 Gigawatts issue release (read some of my words in the new issue).  There I caught the tail end of Journalism, a tight band of Brooklyn cats who sound like a cross between My Bloody Valentine and Ty Segal, a good combo in my book. - Keep reading Jake Saunders' report of Day 5 of the CMJ Music Marathon 2014.

Today was…interesting. This may be a rather less in-depth recap than my previous two. I got distracted. A couple of times. I had a plenty early start to the day. Unshowered, my head in a fog, I met my buds from Vomitface in Williamsburg to go see Whiskey Bitches (pictured) at Knitting Factory. But Whiskey Bitches weren’t playing Knitting Factory. At least not today. We got our dates confused, and they were playing there the following day. Whoops! So where else to but Baby’s All Right! I feel like this place is becoming a home away from home. - Keep reading JP Basileo's report of day 4 of the CMJ Music Marathon 2014

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I promised myself this would be the day I planned everything—the day I wouldn’t have to rush, I’d be where I had to be, when I had to be there, arriving in a calm, collected manner, the whole day. I kept my promise inasmuch as my day starting late, cutting some of the showcases I thought about running to, and meeting my aunt and uncle for a beer at Smorgasborg. I’ve learned that, for the most part, at CMJ, if you miss a band playing an afternoon set, chances are you’ll be able to see them at an evening set. Or better yet, a late night set. - Keep reading JP Basileo's reporting of Day 5 of the CMJ Music Marathon.