New Beyonce. New blah.
There was a time that Vampire Weekend perched, perilously, on the precipice of being one of the great one-album wonders of the ’00s. Like Cannibal Ox or At the Drive-In or Bloc Party before them, the Ivy League pop-rockers seemed poised to turn heads with one masterstroke of a record, and then retreat into either obscurity, oddity, or simple irrelevance. That album was 2008′s Vampire Weekend — the one with “Oxford Comma” and “A-Punk” and basically all the Vampire Weekend [...]
The return of Mr. West…or should we call him…Yeezus?
Ever stand in front of a mirror and just stare at yourself for a while? What happened? Did you check out your wonderful/flawed physical features? Did you begin to talk to yourself? Did you sing? I did it just a few days ago and the reflection lacked any type of humor. I realized that I am angry. For mother’s day, my family went to go pay a visit to my mother at her old South Carolina church’s backyard cemetery. My [...]
Marlon needs love, too.
My Morning Jacket. Erykah Badu. Two great tastes that taste great together.
Make sure you treat THIS Lady right!
It was one of the most one-sided American Idol finales in history. Who was on the Mike Tyson side of the beat down?
Singer Jessie Ware covers a ’90s classic. Does she do right by Prince and Martika?
A Dylan reference in a hip-hop album title? That should be your first sign that something’s a little different…
Who wants a new drug?