a blueprint for black pop
the festival is certainly a force to reckon with
It wasn’t terrible
The Rolling Stones have to return to earth and play one last concert.
there is no power popper less given to tricking up the emotions
wow he was on some wild musically plateau
The tale of the mislabeled lad who hated his deadbeat dad.
we got even more goodies on Saturday
I bet if the upcoming change where streams on free platforms are downgraded, it wouldn’t be at #1.
“Maybe we can save the Universe yet”
a Liver Birds come to life, sorta post-feminist Bridgety Jones vibe
It’s just a pity he had to rope in Prince.
this new edition of Girlschool was packed with stars
a rhythmic two for the price of one masterclass
Help them celebrate.
it has thoroughly failed to define itself
three singles to its name and all excellent
she still brings desire, protection, and admiration out in her audience
an abundance of dopamine-launching riffs
very little going on
a potential smash
The astute reader may not be wrong to think of “groovin’” as a euphemism for another activity.
making space for new ideas during the time of a catchy anthemic chorus
American optimism, can do spirit, ruled the world in ways the exertion of US power never ever could
a smooth and warm funkiness
A seamless immersion in Earle country folk god
Diva in waiting
metal riffs launching rock songs built to impress
cupcakke is a modern day Millie Jackson
‘Homeward Bound: The Farewell Performance’ will be Simon’s last concert ever
gives lesbians a good name
‘bad things, there are a lot of bad things”
“Those wailing horns, lushly expanding and contracting, would be the basis for many a Motown song”
Who has said Los Angeles doesn’t have a vibrant downtown?
more reasons to die
if you move 120K EAUs the chances are you’ll end up at the top of the charts
a risk-it-all voyeuristic show for Sex Cells people and their complete-freedom attitude
She played the entire Love. Angel. Music. Baby, plus the not released at the time “Orange County Girl” and “Wind It Up”
adding strings to Charlotte’s late pop Serge Gainsbourg’s songs
I’ll choose Loretta
“Who’s the fag guitarist over there?”
each performer was amazing, sounding like lost rock stars I had never known about
it makes you want to break down
doesn’t add to the legend
Free pithy commentary
he never should have been allowed to perform with a broken hip for 53 dates!
‘2 years later, our wounds are still open, our grief is still immense, our lives are bruised’