This week, I found a song with my name in it. This was a big deal.
I will never apologize for liking the Wallflowers, ever.
After last week’s post, I figured I’d make good on my own shortcomings by finding an album by a woman, or at least a woman-fronted band, to review for today. I got all the way into the Ms of my library before Kala leapt out at me, and I couldn’t believe I’d forgotten about Maya […]
“You know,” said Mr. Brum last week, as we sat and had coffee in the middle of a truly gold-medal-caliber rainstorm, “you don’t review a lot of women musicians.”
This album got me to admit that, actually, I don’t hate R.E.M. This is a significant achievement.
James Taylor can do no wrong.
69 Love Songs is part of a very exclusive group: triple albums that are actually good.
The Decemberists are one of those bands that consistently, unfailingly, only ever sound like themselves. There really aren’t others to compare their sound to because no one else is doing that.
A mashup album combining David Bowie’s great glam manifesto with incredible hip-hop? Now this one caught me TOTALLY off guard.
Over here in Europe it’s football time! The European Cup is going on, held in Ukraine and Poland, a sort of mini-World Cup for European nations. Tonight, the group stages ended, and out of sixteen original teams competing, eight go through to the quarterfinals. Here are some songs from each of their countries.
This is the final in a series of three columns, collectively titled Byrnanza, about the work of the musical genius David Byrne over the past thirty years. For his latest trick, David Byrne has eschewed “world music rhythms,” preferring instead to go with DANCE DANCE DISCO PEOPLE POWER REVOLUTION.
This is the second in a series of three columns, collectively titled Byrnanza, about the work of the musical genius David Byrne over the past thirty years. David Byrne was full to overflowing in 1980. Talking Heads had just released Remain In Light, an album many still consider to be both their masterwork as a band […]
This is the first in a series of three columns, collectively titled Byrnanza, about the work of the musical genius David Byrne over the past thirty years. I was lucky enough to catch Stop Making Sense in its entirety at the Tyneside Cinema this past weekend. I’d seen bits of pieces of it before, and […]
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