Late in 2013, my five year-old son fell in love with Hot For Teacher  when it aired on local rock radio. Figuring this could serve as an ...

I needed every second of 2014 to craft a list of favorites. Saying goodbye to the year and its bearded buoyancy (weren't beards the ...

Give it six months, and I'm gonna find that certain ennui. Submissions form a steaming pile, holiday obligations further tug at my sl...

Enough of the leftovers. I've gorged myself into a turkey-hash and cranberry coma over the course of three days, placing me in per...

This is as much time as I've spent with any one single band in ages. Melbourne's Olmeg consumed a frigid November weekend with ...

I don't feel much like writing this morning. The weather fucking sucks, I just blew a few bills on new tires yesterday, and last night...

There's a strange numbness in some of my extremities. Who knows what that might indicate, but it's just one more shining example ...

For all the early-morning fog, sweet-spiced coffees, and open-mouthed gazes toward changing colors, there's also plenty I never trust...

Soccer games, allergy meds, and ridiculous waves from non-friends tend to characterize my Autumns. One exhausting sneeze follows another ...

Sometimes, it's all in the name. Sploof caught my eye with their overt endorsement of hiding the evidence. I expected slow-rolling ri...

Imagine a world where Black Sabbath never existed. Iommi never riffed, Ward never jazzed, and Ozzy & Geezer never tripped and wrote shi...

Stripping away expectation and ignoring trends appear to be parallel endeavors. Depending on subjects and themes, turning off can be eith...

I feel like a high school sophomore. My attention span now rivals that of a backyard squirrel, generating mouse clicks darted left and r...

This is exactly what I'm talking about when I use the word "heavy." This is exactly what I want, it's perfectly execut...