Metal Monkey Girl

At eleven, my daughter has spent the past several years listening mostly to pop while exuding a monkish tolerance for my classic rock. Don’t get me wrong: she’s always giggled at the Pink Floyd song with that timeless “do goody good bullshit” lyric. And smiled at how consistently radio censors seem to be out to …

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Mr. Byrne Will Destroy You Now: Talking Heads and Other Craveable Crisis Music

The story of the first song I didn't just want to hear but craved -- with a growling NOW and it didn’t matter who was there to find my taste raw and klutzy -- began on a rare non-miserably-hot North Carolina night. Boyfriend's car. Target parking lot. I wanted to hear “Something in the Air Tonight.” Who cared …

Catchy Without the Catch: Album Review (sorta) of Kota by Taylor Hawkins

Here's where, if I were trying to be objective, I’d disclaim the ways in which I love Taylor Hawkins. Which aren’t heroically complex. Drums for Foo Fighters. Before that, drummed for Alanis Morrisette. Before that, tranquility and ecstasy fell in lust and spawned, and yall that lovechild was he; it was Taylor. Whose smile whistles …