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Goosebumps is pretty much a failure as a series because it lacks most of R.L. Stine’s entertaining alchemy.
My Morning Jacket remains one of rock’s best live acts, and a stylistically broad one. And more bands should be so generous in not only representing their entire catalog but mixing up the song selection every night.
One might conjecture that Lena Horne’s career was something like a mink-lined minefield: the promise of wealth and fame went hand-in-hand with the possibility of annihilation.
The Chameleon Arts Ensemble shed new light on Ernest Chausson’s quartet in A major, Op. 30, the very model of Belle Époque verve and melodicism.
This thoughtful documentary watches cinemas vanish from a Brazilian city.
The takeaway from “The Devil’s Treasure” is that everything under consideration in this unique project is somehow beautiful, even when seemingly pained.
These three books celebrate different kinds of gifts: two from nature — and one that comes via the post office.
To this day, attend any metal or heavy-music show in the Northeast and you are bound to see someone sporting a t-shirt or hoodie emblazoned with the iconic Sam Black Church cross-on-triangle logo.
Arts Commentary: More Cultural Coverage — But Less Culture?
The journalistic value of blathering out weekend tips to the ears of the comfortable in a social media world awash with likes is dubious.
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