Monday, February 28 2000
Is it just me? OK, maybe I have just been living in the suburbs for too long. Maybe I am getting old. Or maybe only
Monday, February 21 2000
Wow. This CD is simply amazing. It is so different, inventive, and fun to listen to that I can hardly contain myself. To begin with,
Saturday, February 19 2000
The assembled Black Cat crowd trends much younger than I'd for whatever reason anticipated. The under-21 outnumbers the grownups by something like 3-1 or greater.
Monday, February 7 2000
Nixon is an excellent record and proof that Lambchop is no longer just a talented or interesting band but a good one.
Stic and M1, who make up the duo Dead Prez, see themselves as hip-hop freedom fighters following in the footsteps of the Black Panthers, always
Monday, January 17 2000
I’m always leery when I approach an album on which the artist plays every instrument, or damn near every instrument. I’m a firm
Tuesday, December 14 1999
In America’s mad, list-crazy rush to name the greatest invention of the Millennium, nobody mentioned the home 4-track recorder.
Friday, December 3 1999
Even though Sean Penn brings a phenomenally hysterical freshness to Emmett Ray (and he played a similarly mustachioed maniac in Hurly Burly, without the artistic genius), Sweet and Lowdown is familiar ground for Woody Allen, replete with his usual themes.
Monday, November 8 1999
When Fiona Apple burst onto the scene a few years ago with the biting and cynical Tidal she appeared to be merely a slightly less
Sunday, October 31 1999
Fly illustrates that the Dixie Chicks have successfully figured out how to push the boundaries of country music while continuing to embrace the traditional sound of its past.
Friday, October 29 1999
The new movie Being John Malkovich is about celebrity culture, as it inspires, frustrates and pummels you into such desire. It offers its protagonists and you the chance to imagine being a celebrity, with one small hitch: the only celebrity you can be is John Malkovich.
Deerhoof doesn’t sound like a band that you would drive 40 miles on country roads to hear.
D.C. natives The Dismemberment Plan are off the major label conveyor belt and back to the comfy confines of DeSoto alongside like-minded artists like
Tuesday, October 26 1999
If newfound clarity and intensity aren’t enough for ya, buy it for the absolutely chilling version of “Straight to Hell.” Which isn’t just the Clash’s finest hour—it’s one of rock’s most haunting moments.
Thursday, October 21 1999
David Bowie is much too good for this. Please David, leave the “adult-boring” charts to Celine Dion, Mariah Carey and the rest of that lot.
Friday, October 15 1999
Ultimately, Meeting People is Easy is a disjointed film with a meandering narrative that somehow succeeds despite its real lack of focus in capturing the chaos, pressure, and frequent boredom of the celebrity lifestyle.
Ray Charles is one of those rare artists that can convincingly traffic in virtually any genre of music and make it sound thoroughly his own.
Thursday, October 14 1999
Does capitalism have you by the balls? If you're feeling a little limp lately, a little flaccid, emasculated, or impotent, then David Fincher's Fight Club may just have your number. This film kicks butt, and in doing so it also manages to suggest that your need for it and for other butt-kicking films is a late capitalist symptom of contemporary psychosis.
Monday, September 27 1999
When Garth Brooks said, about two years ago, he was taking a break from music, thousands cheered while millions broke plates in utter frustration. And
Monday, August 23 1999
It’s the era alterna-fans dreaded. The pop universe is back and it’s bloody huge. Pop is a funny genre. A really good pop