Pop music is at its best when it’s not actually pop music, but a teeming, cacophonous, and experimental diversion from pop book-ended by an otherwise unassuming, jaunty indie-pop song. Or so out-of-and-back-into-nowhere Danish band Kirsten Ketsjer makes me believe. The song is
Pitchfork continues to be one of the most popular and polarizing music review sites around, even 11 years after it first began. In fact, calling them a “music review site” is something of a misnomer: They’ve branched out considerably over the past decade, and this weekend’s second annual
Two weeks ago I went to see the new Lars Von Trier movie (by the way, it’s hilarious) with my friend Matthew. After the movie, while walking back toward Union Square, we took a detour into a certain record/island chain’s “megastore” just to see if there were
Experts answer what they know. The Non-Expert answers anything. This week we fashion a taxonomy of American athletes to help a reader get in touch with his jock-dom.
The joy of having interns is dreaming up ludicrous projects for them to complete. We dispatched our own New-York newcomer to visit every possible holiday event he could find in the city and report back.
