Rock
American Football’s new album would be a fine effort for anyone but American Football.
At 82, Cohen seems to feel that there isn’t a lot of time left and that he has nothing to prove to anyone.
Brand X was essentially a bunch of top-flight session men who got together to blow off steam, a UK version of Weather Report.
Green Day’s latest offering is a largely unoriginal, imitative hodgepodge.
“I’d be happy to start making a new record tomorrow, but I don’t know if we’ve all decided what the next move is.”
We’re reminding everyone that fighting corruption and injustice is hard work, but it can be fun as hell too.
As a work of history, a journalistic account, and an astute study of a troubled subculture, Altamont is so engrossing that it almost disarms criticism.
Four nerdy young men from small-town suburban New Jersey named their band after a prophetic product of Aldous Huxley’s imagination.
Black Sabbath wasn’t reaching out to the rebels or the hippies; instead, the band catered to the outsiders and the misfits.
There’s one thing both Robinson brothers lack outside of The Black Crowes: creative tension.
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