Eddie Vedder is bad. I know that because I read it in Rolling Stone. Rolling Stone, which is good, says Eddie Vedder is bad so he must be bad.... More >>
It was never only a test. Not to me, anyway. Is there a more quintessential postwar American sound than that jarring, interminable beep? Or that... More >>
The week before the election, I spoke to a friend who had just returned from Kansas -- Lawrence, not Russell -- where he and his wife were invited... More >>
There are two adjoining rooms I've grown to love in a house in another city where friendship and music cannot be separated from each other. A... More >>
Emily Shore, a young daughter of the last century, had been "coughing up blood since the dogwoods bloomed." Right before she died, she hacked off... More >>
Her name alone would suffice for the purposes of imposed romance. Garrison Starr. Garrison: such a patriarchal fortress of a title to signify a... More >>
Listening to history can be as cheap and easy as handing over 50 cents on a Saturday afternoon. One of the scratchy old records I bought on the... More >>
Sometimes I think that my ongoing obsession with pop songs has less to do with a feel for sound and more to do with the way that I cannot sustain... More >>
There comes a time in the middle of any half-way decent liberal arts major's college career when she no longer has any idea what she believes. She... More >>
Art can be measured. Take pop songs, for instance: Just about any old tune can sound at least OK on a car radio, but how many pass the Dishwashing... More >>
Long-distance love affair by cassette tape: It happened to me. While digital romances grow increasingly common, our strange fling was quaintly... More >>
A small man on a big stage looks and sounds far, far away. It's not just physical distance that separates him from the rest of us. Years and years... More >>
In 1951, when John Cage saw his friend Robert Rauschenberg's series of White Paintings, he called them "airports for the lights, shadows, and... More >>
"To me hoop-de-hoop de hi ho/ Along the narrow strand." I had never seen those words in print, but they rushed at my face like a familiar smell.... More >>