Ninety-nine essential Gregorian chants??? I would argue that the number of Gregorian chants any music collection requires is one at most. Any more than that is inessential.
In this installment, the bewitching vocal stylings of Stevie Nicks and Dolores O’Riordan face off to see which one will prevail as the other’s worst nightmare.
“Just for Show” is a document of a nasty break-up, the type of quarrel I’d sometimes hear outside my window on warm summer nights when I lived within walking distance of the downtown bars, with shouts of, “Get out my face!” and “You wanna threaten me?”
San Francisco has been a favorite tour stop for the Doomtree family for as long as there’s been a Doomtree. At least that’s what the…
Nitpicking the Hits: Jeremih, 50 Cent bring club culture and rape culture together with “Down on Me”
Jeremih is simply offering to let this girl continue to put drinks on his tab. How considerate! When I saw the title to this song, I assumed it was going to be about oral sex. I guess I misjudged the gentleman.
These are the posts where I gush about some song that I’ve got a huge crush on at the moment, and you put up with…
The members of The B-Stars often share festival stages with rockabilly combos devoted to what came after country and blues got mashed up inside Sun…
Perhaps you have experienced the euphoria brought on by a new romantic interest. The Black Eyed Peas have cleverly likened this experience to the intoxicating and addictive qualities of a drug, a metaphorical comparison that as far as I can tell has never before been made by anyone with the exception of Ke$ha, Seal, Robert Palmer, The Beatles, Shakespeare and just about everyone else in human history.
Accompanied by a breakbeat and a sample from Jimmy Durante’s version of “I’ll Be Seeing You,” Lupe Fiasco imagines that the African slave trade never happened, W.E.B. DuBois was Father of the Constitution, Bill O’Reiley reads from the Quran at Malcom X’s funeral, there was no crack epidemic, and hip hop isn’t concerned with complexion nor street cred.
The first time I saw The Avett Brothers, they were playing for about two dozen devoted fans on a rainy, weekday night at a mostly…