Kip Moore entered my life the way most country singers did in 2011 — by singing about a truck. More precisely, “Somethin’ ‘Bout a Truck.” For months on end the cheeky, feel-good track was playing every time I turned on the radio.
COVID-19 has given the phrase “bedroom pop” a whole new meaning.
If you listened to country radio any time in the last six months, there’s a good chance you heard one of Justin Bieber’s latest singles.
Before her debut, Rina Sawayama was the kind of low-key singer you’d come across on Spotify and think, Holy shit, she is going to have a career. Her first EP, RINA, remains one of the best musical projects of 2017.
The Strokes are a transportive band, not just in the tongue-in-cheek nostalgia of their stylistic references, but in the way their music can fixate you in memories.
Given the current circumstances, the future for small music scenes like hardcore is uncertain. Gigs can’t be played and bands can’t be paid, so what are bands to do?
Three weeks ago, the Internet collectively rejected a pitchy celebrity cover of John Lennon’s “Imagine.” Spearheaded by actor Gal Gadot, the star-studded clip
I feel exhausted after I finish an online midterm I’m positive I bombed. I walk out of my room and into the living room of my cottage; my parents’ eyes are glued to CNN, while my brother’s are glued to his phone.
John Prine was the best to ever do it, plain and simple. It’s the objective truth.
Just days before his passing, Mac Miller begged Thundercat to appear on his Tiny Desk performance.