For someone, somewhere, the following statements are true: I was defibrillated by David Lee Roth. Anthony Kiedis saved my baby. 9) We’ll begin with composure. Bryan Ferry didn’t save anyone on a flight to Kenya in 2000, but he did insist his son cease swearing as the plane plummeted. No small feat: such was the […]
Deerhoof released a new record, “The Magic,” today. Shelve it with their focused, non genre-tributary releases. Under Deerhoof: Rawk. In 2003, I bought my first Deerhoof record, “Apple ‘O,” at Other Music, which closes tomorrow. Opposite to interstellar alignments, rock-bottoms will sync. Trenches intersect. Lows coincide. Namely, my plum, writerly day-job of nine […]
If I get another email about the Horrors, I’m gonna assault a publicist. Any publicist. Why don’t they know when it’s over? Because they’ve been paid. And so i can’t really blame them. Speaking of paid: Today plans to be one of the few, first hot days of the pre-summer in NYC. Nothing better than […]
Today’s big question: how the hell does Billy Squier afford an apartment in the San Remo? Today’s mitigating happiness: People are discovering Sloan (again). Which is nice for Sloan, the stateside version, at least, where they’ve been ignored to the point of considering a breakup around the turn of the 21st century. A concert I […]
Stop Loving Everything 