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"I’m the type who’d be happy not going anywhere as long as I was sure I knew exactly what was happening at the places I wasn’t going to. I’m the
"I’m the type who’d be happy not going anywhere as long as I was sure I knew exactly what was happening at the places I wasn’t going to. I’m the
I was without plans this Valentine’s evening until I stopped into my beloved local Barbes, which offered up a big heart-shaped box of music by a pair of lady expats
Most people assume that indie rock, with its underground, anti-establishment pedigree, is significantly more authentic than mainstream rock or pop. In fact, like the rest of the music industry, it
Six weeks ago, I was introduced to the art of "conduction" by Greg Tate’s Burnt Sugar, where Tate waved his arms around to indicate highs and lows, fasts and slows
I didn’t really know much about Japanese rock outfit Cornelius before going to see them Webster Hall last night, other than they performed the closing concert at LA’s Concrete Frequency
While concert halls were my main musical haunts in Chicago and LA, there was still plenty of time in the late evening to explore some of each town’s more excellent
Still catching up on posts from this past week, but couldn’t let the night pass without a call-out to Brad Mehldau’s set tonight at the People’s Symphony. On a stage
Tomorrow, I fly out for a week-long holiday that will bring me to Chicago and Los Angeles for various excellent musical happenings. Tomorrow, I’ll get my first look at John
‘Tis the season for the obligatory Top 10 lists, in which critics make an unwise attempt to comb through a full year’s worth of events to come up with their