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It’s a frigid Saturday night in mid-March, and some of the most popular and beloved figures to ever emerge from the Boston alternative rock music scene — including Belly, Juliana Hatfield, Lemonheads frontman Evan Dando, and Buffalo Tom’s Bill Janovitz — are all under the same roof for the first time in decades to play a fundraiser for the American Civil Liberties Union.
On November 9, while you were nursing your Election Day hangover, Elisabeth Moss was up at 6:00 a.m. to shoot an episode of The Handmaid's Tale, Hulu's dystopian—and eerily prescient—fable of patriarchy run rampant, and one of the most anticipated TV events of the year.
What happens when comedy's biggest loser finally starts winning?
In the lobby of Philadelphia’s Hilton Garden Inn, Charlie Lowe, Beach Slang’s tour manager, leans over and adjusts frontman James Alex’s bowtie.
There's a small plastic turtle on the dashboard of Cayetana's old blue van. Her name is Tracy. She wears red glasses and does a little side-to-side dance. The van's name is "Fast Car," after the Tracy Chapman hit that the band cranks every time they head out to the next...
I got married a few years ago. As part of my bachelor party, my kind and thoughtful friends paraded me around the Williamsburg, Brooklyn area — where at the time I lived, and which since 2000 has had the reputation of being the epicenter of the American hipster — while wearing the following lovingly assembled uniform that my friends had gone to great length to purchase from eBay: camouflage parachute pants with tiny America flags emblazoned upon them; a baseball cap sporting the Black Eyed Peas logo; and, the piece de resistance, a 2009 Nickelback tour T-shirt.
I keep going back to the last time I saw Chris Cornell. In light of yesterday’s news, it’s the only comfort I can find.
The Emmy winner talks about the latest season of Transparent and Arrested Development's uncertain future.
Perhaps not surprisingly, the contemporary Christian music industry has stayed comparatively silent on the subject of Trump
Casey Dienel likes having rules. For more than a decade, the singer-songwriter has been recording lush, gauzy art-pop as White Hinterland. Each time she started writing an album, she would give herself a set of restraints.
She talks about giving the performance of her career in Christine, based on the true story of the troubled Christine Chubbuck.
As soon as Angelo Badalamenti's sustained synthesizer exhaled over the image of a pensive red bird in the opening credits of Twin Peaks, the way television moved, sounded, and felt had been suddenly altered. And 25 years later, that lo-fi warbling still hangs over modern music like a cocktail hour in the Red Room.
Christian Holden will go to epic, often unreasonable lengths to get a good album cover. But they draw the line at getting arrested.
This past Monday, I lightly moderated a conversation between two young, outspoken female musicians that I admire greatly — one a friend of a few years, one I've been a fan of for nearly as long. Both of these women have been on the receiving end of the sort of...
Greg Mottola got his start in the '90s indie boom and played his hand at Hollywood. After a stint in TV, he's now working on the big screen with A-list names.