Every day, I jostle against other people in physical and non-physical space; viewing a website at the same time as other people, cramming myself into a three-seat bench on a peak-hour train, shouting 140-character opinions on topics important and mundane as others do the same.
A review of Meg Wolitzer’s ambitious, ambition-focused “The Interestings.”
A trip to the record store strengthens a bridge between father and son.
John Zorn celebrates his 60th birthday at the Museum Of Modern Art.
Do advances in filmmaking technology inevitably leave the viewer unsatisfied?
If ever there was a week for escapism, this was it; the constant stream of bad news inspired more than one member of my Twitter timeline to dream out loud about diving under their covers and staying there for as long as possible.
2013! It’s been a pretty great year for music so far. Here are seven pieces of evidence supporting that not-at-all-outlandish statement.
Kurt Vile can conjure memory and sound so as to suspend, dilate, confound, and—like his forbearers Sonic Youth once desired—kill time.
Looking at DJ Koze’s string of tracks over the past decade-plus offers clues to the genesis of his heralded new album Amygdala.
It’s springtime, so let’s dust off the cobwebs and talk about music we like. Yes? Yes.
An appreciation of The Undertaker before what might be his last Wrestlemania match.
How Cribs showed the lifestyles of the rich and famous (or, sometimes, just famous) to those people with more chaotic households.
The art of the music video is paid tribute at the Museum Of The Moving Image.
Wrestling, music videos, and class envy, oh my. Plus: It’s time for all of us to fight over the meaning of “hipster.”
Memories of the Nassau Coliseum, Long Island’s now-crumbling arena.