Fresh and Onlys, “Second One To Know” (Woodsist, 2010)
This sounds like outtakes from “Grey-Eyed Girls,” but since that was one of the very best records released by anybody in the last few years, you know this is the shattering, ominous psych-garage-punk with doomily Doors-like vocal melodies that these guys do so well, at the peak of their powers.
Try A/1
1/23/14

Fresh And Only, “Grey-Eyed Girls” (Woodsist, 2009)
One of the very best albums to come out of the neo-garage-punk scene of the late ‘00s, this catches the band’s melodically resonant, psych-inflected sound at its peak. The sweep and clang of the debut intact, but harnessed on this second effort into spectacularly concise songs delivered with ramrod force and a velvet touch.
Try 1, 2, 7
7/29/13

Forest Fire, “Staring At The X” (FatCat, 2011)
Minuses: The singer sounds like Julian Casablanca’s drunk lounge-lizard-wannabe cousin; the production is way too slick; the songwriting is kind of indistinct. Pluses: These guys have not one but several amazing guitar sounds at their disposal; the girl singer is a lot better than the due (but she only sings on a couple cuts, unfortunately); and they conjure up the dramatic shape (if not the content) of Television/VU-style NYC guitar-epicry. You be the judge.
Try 1, 4
1/29/12

Flower, “Flower” (United Artists, 1977)
A nice record, ‘70s soft-rock stylings with a slight disco undercurrent at times; Karen Carpenter as a swinging single?
11/12/12

Firesign Theatre, “Dear Friends” (Columbia, 1972)
Indescribly absurdist hippie-intellectual comedy quartet’s radio skits – bite-sized and ideal to leaven your show with something to fill tough transitions and leave your audience wondering if somebody spiked their drink.
Try 2/ 3, 3/ 8, 4/2
7/11/18

Figures of Light, “Drop Dead” (Norton, 2011)
Veterans of garage-punk titans like the Gories, Dirt-bombs, A-Bones, etc., get together for a rattling, rumbling, pummeling blowout of Stooges/Velvet Underground-style rock and roll grooves, with acerbically funny lyrics.
Try A/1, A/2, A/6, B/2, B/ 6
1/29/12

Felt, “Absolute Classic Masterpieces” (Cherry Red, 1992; original releases 1979-85)
Felt were one of the most fascinating, elusive groups in U.K. post-punk. Their thing was gauzy, shimmering strum-pop over which the guitarist unspooled Tom Verlaine-like explorations. In fact, Felt were kind of like what Television might have turned out like if they’d lived in a tiny English village and never left the bedroom.
Try 10, 12
7/19/12

Fefe Dobson, “Fefe Dobson” (Island, 2004)
Canadian teen-pop-punk dynamo’s debut, in the mold of her countrywoman Avril Lavigne, but with a bouncier bubblegum twist to the sneer. The many differet emotions behind the sound of a slammed locker echoing down the hallway are rendered her with an unparalleled complexity and spirit.
Try 1, 2, 4 for starters
4/7/19

Feels, “Postearth” (Wichita, 2019)
Followup to their debut (I think) on Castle Face is even better. Where others draw the template for their revived modular/heavy/melodic postpunkish alternarock stylings from the ‘90s “brand,” this group goes further to the subgenre’s late-‘80s origins, when it was still forming and therefore more varied, volatile, and arresting. Songs speed up out of nowhere, split open into noise-dustballs, bear down obsessively and just generally command the attention while remaining plausibily (and pleasurably) songlike.
Try 1/ 2, 1/6, 2/5
4/7/19

Fear, “The Record” (Slash, 1982)
Fear could never happen now, that’s for sure. They went out of their way to act like the biggest assholes imaginable, and without the saving posture of “just kidding” or “I’m really a nice guy” that might have palliated the offense. Their saving graces were (1) an uncompromising nihilism that played no favorites, not even themselves; and (2) a distinctive and unsettling sonic attack, pumped and agile rhythm section driving lacerating atonal guitar spew, and Lee Ving’s drunk-as-sociopath bellow.
Try 1, 4, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 12, 15
11/10/16