My own hometown newspaper, in 1980. It’s funny how much hasn’t changed: This basic idea–a syndicated UPI feature–is pretty similar to what AOL and Yahoo, etc. do with pop music right now. Even more seemingly prescient of our current kerfluffle is the Tom Petty blurb, which details his label/legal squabbles before capping with the gawky [...]

“Cuddly pop troll Carter, who rose to fame during the fallow period between Hanson and Lizzie McGuire, was essentially the musical version of Poochie: A rapping, shiny-suited, catchphrase machine who could have only come from the twisted, syphilitic mind of Lou Pearlman. ‘People love these damn Backstreet Boys—does one of them have a younger brother [...]

“When my guests come over it’s gonna be like, BLAMMO! Check out my shellacked decorative vegetables, assholes. Guess what season it is—fucking fall. There’s a nip in the air and my house is full of mutant fucking squash.”
Pretty sure this has made a couple laps already, but it’s very much worth a click if you’ve [...]

Back to reviewing albums and tracks at the Fork after a bit of a layoff. An Alex Metric track review (complete with fun movie quotes) here, and an Alec Ounsworth album review (complete with two full albums), here. I highly recommend Mo Beauty for your personal home collection.
And because the song’s now in [...]

From the H&O wiki page, and more or less related to the release of this:
Daryl Hall (born Hohl) first met John Oates at the Adelphi Ballroom in Philadelphia in 1967 while attending Temple University. Each was heading his own musical group at the time—Hall with The Temptones and Oates with The Masters. They were there [...]

…for a single guy with two laptops. And about 200 ululating undergrads. Here’s a blurry picture:

People say music as a set of industries is going down the tubes. This might be true. But corporations like Victoria’s Secret dropping six-figures to use music as a brand-awareness mini-festival for chick-skivvies proves that music’s still [...]