Piping Hot
Experts answer what they know. The Non-Expert answers anything. This week we show a tenant how to beat the heat that's still pouring out of the radiator.
Andrew Womack
Menacing Chamber Blues
Sometimes I just have to gush. I don’t know much about the Candy Bars (MySpace page), but I do know they’re a new-ish trio from Tampa. I’ve never read an article about them, I’ve only heard that they were great at SXSW. What I have
Not Getting all Dewey-Eyed
In “Doozy of a Decimal System,” published April 5, 2006, Anthony Doerr admits that his half-serious censure of library borrowing is “silly.” I’d like to argue that not only is it silly to suggest that libraries make it harder for writers to get published, it is also wrong.
On Morrissey and Career Arcs
This month it’s been 18 years since Viva Hate, Morrissey’s initial solo foray. That’s right—and that means it’s been over 18 years since the breakup of the Smiths, one of the two most important guitar bands of the 20th century (next to the Beatles), the
Attention Screenwriters
I’ve noticed an abundance of horror films over the past few years, the premises of which involve a thing that somehow somebody gets a hold of that winds up killing them. Like The Ring, where a videocassette is traded around, and whomever sees it is later dies. Or that
How My Chemical Romance Will Save the Record Industry
Depending on whom you ask, the business of buying and selling music is or is not in the toilet. I propose that not only is it down there, but that we go ahead and yank the handle. The argument goes that many people treat file-sharing services as listening stations,
New Reviews
If it’s true that opinions are like assholes, and that the internet is full of both, then please tell us why aren’t we a natural part of that? Which is exactly what we asked ourselves, and which is why, beginning today with Robert Birnbaum’s first installment of
Itchy
On the subway this morning, I saw somebody reading one of the free dailies. The cover headline, referring to the Cheney hunting accident, read, “Triggy Dick.” Ah, so they mean “triggy” as in “trigger,” as in, “itchy trigger finger,” which is how it’s so commonly referenced, which makes you
Way to Go
Experts answer what they know. The Non-Expert answers anything. This week we have your answer for the next time somebody asks you how, when your number is finally up, you want to go.
Blur, Blur
When Blur effectively defeated Oasis in the Britpop wars, it was because of its self-titled album. In the years leading up to its 1997 release, the two bands had traded numerous barbs in interviews--criticizing each other's for-realness, letting loose accusations of having repackaged yet another