Audiences knew (or at least thought they knew) something was up, and that something was what made these performers unique.
No one would classify the National as “arena rock,” but Matt Berninger and the group proved at Agganis that they’re quite capable of filling an arena and then putting on a show worthy of the space.
Fontaines D.C. are gonna be big, or at least as big as a real rock band can be these days. And they’re making it all look effortless.
Now more than ever, “the people,” of all ages, want Queen. How lucky we are that Lambert, May, and Taylor are willing and able to deliver.
In its efforts to cram so much information into so small a space, the narrative becomes unfocused.
The film captures everything I love about Queen — the outrageousness, the audacity, the bigness of it all.
We Bostonians are a tough bunch and the Remains had a tough sound. That’s what Boston music should be remembered for.
There was an entire “New York School” that the punks were inspired by and a part of, whether they always wanted to be or not.
To their credit, replacing Freddie Mercury is not something his surviving bandmates have ever tried to do.
There is no doubt that Marc Myers is doing noble work — if only Anatomy of a Song was more exciting to read.