NME reports that Camille Homme, daughter of Queens of the Stone Age lead singer/Eagles of Death Metal drummer Josh Homme, has been granted a “temporary restraining order” against the singer. Of course, this comes as very sad news to me as I am a huge Queens of the Stone Age fan and have to admit […]

* Precursor: whoa, I wasn’t expecting that to be an actual word. Experimentalism: reliance on or advocacy of experimental or empirical principles and procedures. Now, of course, nobody would mistake this current age we’re living in with an “experimental” one. For instance, the journal Pitchfork, which typically just about guides the helm for people who […]

Back in March of 2013, I was on a one-week training for Whole Foods in Orland Park, Illinois, a suburb of Chicago. We’d carpooled to our hotel and since I didn’t have my own ride with me, I’d end up walking around town during bored down time. On an average stroll, I’d come across a […]

Part i: “I’ve Got a Lot of Problems with the ‘My Boy’s Wicked Smart’ Scene in Good Will Hunting and Now You’re Gonna to Hear about Them!” What a fool I was to think the public were still too dull and bloodlusting to understand Good Will Hunting, just because I seem to have grown up […]

Now, one admission I have to make right away in this piece is that I was not alive in the 1960s — I was born in 1983. With this being the case, I’ve never been alive in any time when America was more ideologically divided than it was at the onset of the Vietnam War […]

Somewhere around the time male singers on MTV started dancing on chairs and the women started dressing up as Catholic school girls, I have to admit, I lost all interest in album sales. Well, that doesn’t mean I likewise relinquished interest in the aesthetics of all the pop stars, of course.  Anyway, recent rhetoric on […]

It’s funny when lead singers just LOOK like the music they sing. I’d fully go so far, even, to say that we’re living in the age of that, with a couple hilarious examples being the doomed nerdiness of Harlem Shakes and the clumsy, misanthropic virility of Surfer Blood.  Panic! at the Disco’s Brendon Urie slides […]

Now, please let me preface this post by saying I’m not generally anti-capitalist. In fact, I’m lucky to live in a country where we have such a thing as a blogosphere, to where some loudmouth like me can get on and spout his opinion whatever it may be, even something derogative or figures as prominent […]

And I realize I’m talking about Phish in the past tense even though they’re still together — let’s just say I’m very, very skeptical as to whether they’ll ever release another LP proper of any merit, based on recent experiences with them. Along these lines, it’s funny to think about what their relationship must be […]

Midwestern blues-rock urchins The Black Keys have always been a little bit retro. Let’s be honest. Rubber Factory, their breakthrough indie masterpiece from ’04, had the instrumentation of The White Stripes with probably way more of a fixation on warmed-over Delta Blues riffs and lonely, pain-stoked lyrical themes. They pulled it off, by and large, […]