Rademacher | ru

After years of straddling Fresno and Los Angeles, Rademacher has achieved quasi-legendary status in both cities. It has been a delicate balancing act, particularly given the personnel changes the band has endured. Yet, like the salamander or the human liver, if you chop off one part of Rademacher, the band carries on, eventually regenerating all that was lost. You can hear the effects of such tribulations in the band's new album Baby Hawk (Part I of III), filled with world- and scene-weary numbers that are by turns laconic and grinding, charting the familiar story of a band's almost-rise and shallow...