One of the luxuries of writing this column for some time is that I can go back and read my earlier columns and shake my head in shame.
I woke up last week in a feverish sweat that had nothing to do with a possible flu.
Nightmare of You is not a hardcore band (however misleading their name may be), it is not a pop-punk band and the members are not fighting against their roots.
After the Raconteurs got burned a few years back for proclaiming to NME that "Broken Boy Soldiers" would be their answer to Nirvana's "Nevermind," they apparently decided to dial down the hype machine.
The mission seemed simple enough: In an age of torrent files and Hype Machine, I set out to see if there was any music left uncorrupted by the ongoing wars between corporate America and 20-something hipsters downloading off or blogs or the "OC" soundtrack series.
Rushed to release several weeks early due to bootlegging, Gnarls Barkley's "The Odd Couple" is anything but rushed.
Admit it, ladies.
This Friday marks the culmination of quite a journey for a little screenplay that could when "Leatherheads" hits the big screen.
Spring is officially upon us: the birds and bees are buzzing and boinking, my dog is howling at the moon and most of you probably ended your winter sex slump on Spring Break.
Don't call Shem Fleenor a writer.
It's time to release your inner feline this season.
It would be hard to jump on the R.E.M. bandwagon at the release of their 14th full-length album.
Sitting in the veritable '60s opium den that is the Avenue office, we hazily looked around the room.
We're really judgmental.
First, the rationalization.
Somehow, against the odds of the one-hit-wonder factory that dominates the current hip-hop marketplace, Snoop Dogg has pushed on through to a 16-year career. And while his lazy cohort Dr. Dre has only managed to throw us two albums in as much time, Snoop is still relevant on his ninth opus, "Ego Trippin'."
Canada is on a roll. "South Park" cracks are down, hockey attendance is up and their dollar is making ours the new peso.
My Spring Break was awesome.
The news media had a field day this past week: New York Gov. Elliot Spitzer was discovered to have spent more than $80,000 on prostitutes.
Despite the tight-fitting suits and pastel crinoline dresses, children love Easter.
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