‘Nuff said. Continue reading
This past Sunday, my wife (The eternal +1) said, “It’s time to prepare for a five hour shift.” It wasn’t tantric-lovin’ time, she was referring to the full, four-band punk lineup that took place at Church of Boston. From New England’s pop-punk masters division, The Queers headlined. Continue reading
Pass us that bowl. Which is also your shell. Continue reading
Stripped-down tunes might prove to be the defining sound of the decade. The xx and Fleet Foxes certainly seem to think so. Continue reading
Boston’s finest and hairiest face off in a sea of hirsuteness. Continue reading
Well, it’s a brimful of Asha on the … .45 Continue reading
It’s science: everybody loves pizza. Songs in the key of pizza, though, are something else entirely. Continue reading
“I go to a lot of parties and just want some good dance music, something house-y. And [disco] is that—what else do you need besides good drums and great bass?” Continue reading
Tebow Tebow Tebow Tebow, shows over the weekend, Tebow Tebow Tebow. Continue reading
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