Dear Weezer,
As I sit in my car and blast your 1996 masterpiece Pinkerton — an allusion to Madame Butterfly — I feel an urge to comment on your newly release... Read More
At a certain undetermined point every weekend, I don’t really think that I exist outside of the rhythm. I close my eyes and let the music take me over. The beat... Read More
Squishing to get to the front of the stage is overrated; all the action is in the back. If you like immersing in each other’s personal space, mixing sweat, and ... Read More
For those of you ravers that were daydreaming about one of the largest house music festivals in the States, let me tell you that Ultra lives up to it’s name.
T... Read More