Rap was born on disc 20 years ago with "Rapper's Delight" by the Sugarhill Gang. MOT, a kick of a Hollywood in-joke, are doing their best to see that the genre never makes it to 21.
If West Hollywood's House of Blues tends to be more of a showcase club than a modern take on the chitlin' circuit most of the time, this wasn't the case last Friday night when Texas blues man Jimmie…
With the simple pop song all but a distant memory in most quarters, it's always a pleasure to hear and see a proponent of this dying art. Pete Droge is a master. Dressed in everyday garb and…
Much like Portishead, Morcheeba's sound is a blend of light funk, reggae, a little faux blues noodling and a smattering of samples. Above it all, though, is Skye Edwards' subtle vocalizing. Eschewing…
Ostensibly promoting the Elektra retrospective "Beyond and Back," X filled the Hollywood Palladium once again, but the hook this time wasn't the new compilation, but the reunion of the band's…
Kicking off the U.S. leg of this tour in the Bay Area, R.E.M. has transcended the "alternative" tag and then some in the last five years. The band is no longer considered a fringe act (they sold out…
In L.A., music-industry award shows occur frequently, but in San Francisco, there is only one biggie a year, the Bammies, which honor local musicmakers.
Picture this: Two guitars, no bass, a drummer, no discernable hooks, fractured blues riffs with no obvious structure.
The initial criticism of Cracker was that it was too mainstream, devoid of the quirks that made leader David Lowery's first group, Camper Van Beethoven, so likable.
You can't teach an old dog new tricks.
Nobody gets four encores at an L.A. show. Never happens. Well, almost never.