Monday, November 4 2002
As a self-proclaimed Bon Jovi obsessive, admitting that the band’s latest album, Bounce, is anything less than a complete thrill is monumentally difficult. Especially
Soprano saxophonist-flautist Jane Bunnett and trumpeter Larry Cramer are probably best known for their erudite mapping of Afro-Cuban jazz territory. But this prolific husband-and-wife team
Six years. That’s how long it’s taken Chris Dorn, frontman of the Beatifics, to follow up his magnificent debut How I Learned to
Sunday, November 3 2002
A poignant expression of a friendship past exhaustion.
Call it Paul Gaughin's Romeo and Juliet.
Forbidden Relations reminds us that empathy and aesthetics can be synonymous.
The claustrophobic dramatization of the troubling encounter between a quiet sociopath and the woman he has confined in his ornate basement.
Thursday, October 31 2002
Some music is an aural snapshot of a time and place. In it, I can hear, taste, feel, see a bygone age. Simon and Garfunkel
Forget about The Big Chill for a minute; the songs of Motown are not considered classics just because of the nostalgia of baby boomers. I’
Tom Petty hates the record industry, Chuck D hates authority, and John Lydon hates just about everything. But while Public Enemy and Public Image Ltd.
You’ve heard Frank London play trumpet. Even if you’ve never heard anything by the Klezmatics; even if you never heard his Klezmer Brass
Back in the mid-1990s, when Pavement were the darling buds on the thriving indie rock azalea bush, one name that was tossed out as
Dave Hollister’s new disc is titled Things in the Game Done Changed and Hollister, for sure, changed the game when he dropped his solo
Guy Clark builds guitars in his basement. This hideaway beneath his Texas home is also where he crafts the dusty, country melodies revered (and covered)
On the liner notes inside Daniel Bedingfield’s debut release, Gotta Get Thru This, the singer writes, “The blazing beauty of a tree, or the
Both of Badly Drawn Boy’s full-length albums begin the same way. There’s the rush of esotericism right away, the musical equivalent to gibberish,
It conjures a perverse and giddy grace.
Given that it's a generically family/holiday film, The Santa Clause 2 has nothing new to say about anything.
The film's high-tech artistic fantasies elide completely the historical roots and contemporary realities of global capitalism and terrorism.
The basic opposition between sheepish Alex and suave Kelly sets up a series of trivial conflicts, some less tedious than others.