
Of all the kinds of useless, romantic useless has to be the worst.
Of all the kinds of useless, romantic useless has to be the worst.
The Greatest is gone, and with him the last great era in boxing history.
Well, okay. All of these songs are real, but they’re about imagining.
Body modification may predate civilization, but it didn’t hit mainstream American culture until the early ’90s.
Now here’s a story that needs telling.
Mirrors, you’re a bunch of dirty liars.
As you read this, I’m sitting on a Hawaiian beach (and before you get any ideas I have somebody watching my house. He’s heavily armed and devoid of conscience, so don’t even […]
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What the heck does Saturday Night Live have to do with the rise of alt-indie music? To paraphrase Bill Clinton, it’s the musical guests, stupid. For every One Direction that appears on […]
Okay, so my brush with Jack Nicholson was no more than directions to the nearest bathroom. It’s still Jack, come on! None of the songs in my library are about that Jack, […]