Freshkills

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

There are few kinds of music reviews I detest more than the review that offers advice to the musician. It comes from the demonstrably false premise...

Being, by reasonable standards of measurement, as adrift as the next motherfucker, I think about God all the time. I wake up, give praise, fear...

God loves all his/her creatures, great and small, sure, but God loves some of his/her creatures more than he/she loves chumps like you and me.

The best thing about the South by Southwest festival and conference is the life-size animatronic LBJ that you can find at the Lyndon B. Johnson...

I had to stop thinking about garage-rock for a spell; the sunglasses and shorts were bringing me down. As someone who has been reviewed poorly and...

There are two directions you can go in this world if you're choosing to live your life as an early '80s synth-pop band (which, for the purposes of...

Bad Religion has been a punk band since, roughly, the beginning of existence. In Gnostic religions when the Monad, the mind of God, first became...

Is there a genre of music more beautiful and widely detested than pop-punk? Sentimental, sappy and often sexist, pop-punk is power-pop for...

We start with the proposition that nothing is sacred, and that's pretty good. No gods, no masters, because really, gods and masters, what have you...

I write fan letters to record labels. In the way that my pal Sean Doyle writes to poets and essayists he admires, just to let them know that they...

Kirin J. Callinan’s “Embracism” isn’t my song of the summer yet, but it will be. This song, this lurching life-dirge of Frank Tovey covering...