Tuesday, September 24 2002
Fifty years ago, a Cleveland deejay named Alan Freed hosted a radio program called the Moondog Rock and Roll Party. Freed believed that white audiences
Before Kevin Mahogany emerged in the mid-1990s, male jazz singers had become a nearly extinct species, with no heir apparent to the giants: Jimmy
Pop-punk is an almost inherently funny thing. The term alone is contradictory: if you’re so “punk”, then you shouldn’t care about pop sensibilities.
Choosing the best record of all time, the top record or your favorite record is impossible for anyone. For a music critic, it is quite
Dizzy Gillespie loved big bands. Although he will forever be primarily remembered as Parker’s co-revolutionary, their joint ventures actually formed a tiny fraction of
It finally happened. Indie has broke into the mainstream, mainly due to the popularity of Chris Carraba’s Dashboard Confessional (which, of course, defied my
Monday, September 23 2002
If, as I would like to imagine is the case, the jazz shelf of your record collection is heavily populated with Lee Morgan, Hank Mobley,
Slum Village’s sound is that of seduction. No, they’re not R. Kelly-imitating wanna-be playboys, but hip-hop aural interior decorators with a knack at
There’s something about instrumental rock music that makes the music slippery, hard to get a hold of. It’s purely about sound, with none
There’s something very special about the Icicles. The Grand Rapids, Michigan group has created an EP here that’s every bit as sweet as
Hello From Waveland are a firebrand of a live band—dressed in vintage suits, the four-piece exudes more energy than most punk bands you could
Mike Moya, the man behind Hrsta, has been doing great work for some time in Montreal. He’s a founding member of godspeed you black
After her 1997 debut disc, Daddy’s Little Girl, Mary Ann Farley was a critical success among peers and her influences. Sharing the stage with Squeeze,
While reality hounds might say that this is exactly how banal contemporary mob life is, they might also remember that a stamped certificate of authenticity doesn't inoculate drama against tedium.
In Push, Nevada, producers Ben Affleck and Sean Bailey have come up with a show that is, oddly, both original and formulaic.
You would be hard pressed to find a sitcom debuting this season with more people rooting for it than Life With Bonnie.
Greetings can't decide if it's comedy because of being Mexican American or in spite of Mexican American -- and that's one thing working in its favor.
Firefly is more complicated in its framing story and moral dimensions than the usual sci-fi or Western fare.
The shots are close (is that her hand in his pants?), the cutting is speedy, the soundtrack is kicking: just above the din of the engine, the Vines wail.
As I watched Everwood, packed with numerous poignant moments, my own strongest feeling was a longing for South Park's biting critique of 'quiet little mountain towns.'