In June of 2012, I was in a coffee shop in Brooklyn when Kim Deal texted me, wondering if I’d be interested in getting together with her, Kelley...
An essay about bringing a curse upon myself and my family by naming a record Fuck Death, and my repentance, and what I did in July...
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...
At Montreal International Airport, I overhear a ripple of disquiet from some other artists queuing at Immigration who have discovered they are...
It's hard not to marvel at the differences and similarities between the Paul McCartney who leads Wings through the paces of the 1976 concert...
A funny notion occurred to me at the recent Sasquatch! Festival. As I squeezed among the teeming horde up on its tiptoes in the hopes of catching...
A lot of you will probably watch the All-Star Game. I have a gig, otherwise I would too. But as a sports fan who knows a little about music...
For almost nine years, I've been a music analyst for Pandora. I also happen to be a practicing musician. My work has run the gamut from pure...
I have accidentally co-written what could be referred to as a rock musical called The Islanders. This has surprised me as, like most sane...
“I don’t want to be a background image,” says Nadia as she sits in a glass-walled holding pen inside the Moscow courtroom where she and her...
