Music

Here navigating space is structures crowded depleted A white owl Was it always as hard to taste New car ocean art bubble gum “wha!” goes the rent To go about…

One of my best memories of Los Angeles is a trip to the now defunct Tower Records in Hollywood. It was the 1980s and I was in high school. My…

It was once upon a time day Nothing more than a circumstance a moment of action a wait That begins that ends It contained yes it contained and also allowed…

Ete’s sun-filled world of “You don’t fit in but you belong” embraces a sense of optimism while offering a truly unique voice. Unlimited in terms of genre, Ete deftly incorporates…

In 1968, a historian named Bill Malone attempted the ambitious project of writing a definitive account of American country music. The resulting tome, titled Country Music, U.S.A., traces how the…

“In the year of ’39 assembled here the volunteers,” opens “’39,” an obscure Queen song, and what follows is a tale of love, loss and modernity, alternately hopeful and despairing,…

Jeff Summa and the Roasters embrace a communal psychedelic spirit with the bluesy Americana of “Open Road Ahead”. With a great emphasis on space the tracks sprawl and drift up…

Thunder Take me up I’d like a freight train for christmas I like its strut No more Begin by tracing paint Light and eyesight The freeways of a flower A…

Selected by Dan Ubick   Continuing Entropy’s Column of Iconic Lists from American Cities, this edition is 25 Iconic Los Angeles Records as Selected by Dan Ubick.   Editor’s Note:…

I tell the tale without a smile What a way to walk up and down an arid mountain Read work sit stand do not you must never quiet Drumming squares…

photo by Unsplash user Jesse Borovnica I hate flying. I hate the window seat, the middle one, and prefer the aisle if given a choice. I was particularly anxious for…

Juxtaposed with what? A friendship. Perhaps I should start with a disclaimer: this article is not an in-depth review of the album, and I am no music critic. I am,…

The snowfall doesn’t usually begin in December in Cape St. Claire. Usually, it holds itself off until January when the snow is dry powder and sticks to the tops of…

I’ve spent a fair amount of time proselytizing about Sean Nelson and now-defunct Harvey Danger (not to mention the work he’s done with the Long Winters, Robyn Hitchcock, Nada Surf…).…