Building rapturously to a sad disquiet
Posts By: Iman Lababedi
“The vows of love we make, Hannah.”
it was a real treat for the fans and Niall is great company.
here is Niall beating out even Harry
“Don’t let the bastards get you down?” Kesha didn’t
American. Husband. Father. Chemist. Writer. Humorist. Qadafi loyalist
Camila Cabello finally hits the top ten
it stands it is his best song since, I dunno, “Tulane”?
SHEERAN IS TOPPLED BY GUCCI
Sinatra embraced Stordahl’s sympathetic, voice attuned orchestration
a supremely lovely guy with the voice to match it
a smooth implacable brilliance
don’t forget “Un Chien Andalou”
a peek at a member of one of the top boy bands ever
as great a one or two as hip hop has thrown us this year
“Some of us were messed up, some of us kept looking up.” Let that stand as his epitaph.
except Ed can’t bear to be out of the charts for even one week
some classic stuff here: Lefty Frizzell, Harlan Howard, Johnny Cash, George Jones
his pop singer high
anyone who can make fun of a deaf, dumb, and blind orphan getting cancer, can’t be all bad.
shallow and exciting forms of Xmas come to life
If he wants to play these kind of places he needs to compose those sort of songs.
and P!nk, well, congrat…
he sat with two middle aged black women and a a 20 something with tattoos all over his arm
you better write a killer hook always
it doesn’t matter what Lyn sings
among the best singles of the year
terrific art-rocker old school album
the ten tracks are flawless Presley
Houston have had some year…
shyness is nice
have constructed a wonderful inside baseball setlist
it asks that old eternal question one more time
there is nothing I much dislike
a very limited musical window
a stage presentation luminous in its beauty
an update of Phil Spector, and with Christmas Bells ringing
no sophomore jinx
he remembered where he had seen it before
dozens of artists you want to see and got to see, all in one night
The future is invisible.
it has a certain discretion and honesty
Equal but different
Logic, G-Eazy, Post-Malone…
a major statement by a major artist on his wedding day
“Part Of Me” followed by “Midnight In Harlem” was so spectacular
a must hear roundup of what we didn’t get
” Poor wretch, doomed to walk this hallway for a thousand years”
Two big fat slobs on either side of me, playing air guitar, getting down, and hitting me like a pinata
No Beyonce, true.