This came out in 1999 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Percussionist Andy Stochansky spent years drumming behind Ani DiFranco, but now the Torontonian has finally stepped into the spotlight — and it’s clear he’s a man who marches to his own beat.
But make no mistake: Radio Fusebox is no drum-wank opus. On this, his second independently released album, he conjures up ethereal folk-pop like no one else; eerie vignettes full of fragile yearning, weird instrumental arrangements featuring literally everything AND the kitchen sink, and oddball time signatures and rhythms that spotlight his haunted, hauntingly beautiful voice. Chilly yet compelling, distant yet intimate, Stochansky’s Radio Fusebox is like one of those late-night broadcasts you pick up while cruising the far edges of the dial — and can’t get out of your head for days afterward.
