album reviews

When I first took LSD, it felt like coming home.

By naming his seventh album Paula, Robin Thicke imbues the album with a concrete identity that is immediately understandable and irrevocable.

There's this Mannie Fresh interview on YouTube that I've probably watched a million times. Or at least as many times as you need to watch something...

Boris’ Noise is a traditional music writer’s wet dream. I can’t imagine how exciting it must be to be able to use terms like shoegaze...

I was likely the only person to bring half a left-over corn omelette and a new record by Brian Eno and Underworld’s Karl Hyde to Rockaway Beach the...

Every once in a while a hip-hop collective takes the world by storm and reminds us that power does indeed come in numbers. I recall how DMX, Eve...

I’ve only ever been to Hawaii once. I was there for two days about ten years ago. It was a brief visit, but it made a deep impression on me.

I used to be obsessed with Phish. I once responded to a $1000 cash offer for my ticket to their NYE ‘02 show with a terse yet decisive, “No fucking...

I've started and re-started this piece a dozen some-odd times now and I'm starting to pull my hair out.

A few days before I left for tour, a copy of Atmosphere's new album Southsiders arrived in my inbox. I was tied up doing last-minute tour...

If the lyrics to the new Gold-Bears album Dalliance are fiction, then Jeremy Underwood is a genius, because halfway through I wanted to...

Sir Harrison Birtwistle has always dared to ask the hard questions, searching for the most extreme expression that angular modernism can find.