Chris Cornell died. I didn't know him...but it still hurt.
One of the musical acts I've been into for a couple years now is Sleaford Mods, an inventive duo out of England. Stripped down, it's observational punk hip-hop with frontman Jason Williamson spouting off about working class struggles with a mixture of humor, anger and disbelief backed by the laptop created beats from Andrew Fearn.... Continue Reading →
Following a whirlwind weekend where I flew out to Chicago for this year's edition of Riot Fest to catch a reunion by the Misfits with Glenn Danzig, Social Distortion do their album White Light, White Heat, White Trash in full and a slew of other acts over a three-day period, I made a quick pit-stop... Continue Reading →