
R.E.M.’s fourth album might be my favorite.
R.E.M.’s fourth album might be my favorite.
My inner 16 year-old was thrilled to chat with John Doe, though the circumstances weren’t the best.
Napster looms large in the mythology of the internet, but its lifespan was remarkably short.
“Dylan Goes Electric” is a hackneyed phrase, but it happened on this day 50 years ago.
Some things are probably best left forgotten. The Edsel. That time I puked gummy worms. The inexplicable popularity of Guy Fieri.
Some records are simply magical.
Here is my shameful secret: I skipped the first Lollapalooza because I was a huge Jane’s Addiction fan.
Oh, youngsters. I feel so bad for you.
Great Knopfler’s headband, has it really been 30 years?
I was a diehard R.E.M. fan during the IRS years, but my interest waned went they went major label. There’s some great stuff on those Warner era albums, but I simply didn’t […]