Review
Brief and incessant, repetitive and spiraling, Panthers & the Museum of Fire offers a illuminating perspective on an internal drama: how trivial moments can become pivotal in the development of a writer.
Covid-19 goes on, and, in public, our masked lives. At home, we can relax watching old movies. Here’s a 10th list of disparate favorites you can view on your computer.
In this satisfying memoir, Go-Go’s bassist and quintessential rock chick Kathy Valentine shares her experiences as a member of the most successful all-girl rock band of all time.
An unabridged text of an incisive, harrowing, and absorbing eyewitness account of the Gulag has finally been published in English translation.
In Only For Dolphins, Bronson serves up his usual brand of excessive escapism, but it is offset by just enough emotional depth to suggest that he is maturing as a person and an artist.
This is clearly a version of Paris written by ignorant Americans for ignorant Americans.
A.G. Cook’s undeniable talent shines through in spots, but the record suggests that the celebrated producer has a ways to go before stepping into his own as a solo artist.
I am a champion of “C” movie effects, the cheaper and clunkier the better. So huzzahs for Save Yourselves! and its tacky monsters from another planet.
Serious but not somber would be a succinct way to describe this trio’s work as heard on disc and in a powerful recent live performance.
Pitched in this era of hyper partisanship and sharp division, The Ground Between Us is notable because of the weight and balance it gives to the issues at stake.
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