Diary of Musical Thoughts

Steven Hyden's profile of Huey Lewis is another home run in his Grantland portfolio.  It's partly the proverbial trip down memory l...

The Roses' classic lineup reunited a couple of years ago for the first time since 1994, and while Primal Scream never technically went a...

A few months ago I came across a story about the physics of mosh pits.  A few Cornell physicists (and part time metalheads) were blurring th...

There was a lot of talk about clubs and clubbing while I was here, but the only live music I saw was a Cuban band at a salsa party in the Gr...

Both of these acts are very highly regarded but I've never understood what all of the fuss was about.  Maybe they're just not for me...

It's been all Depeche Mode all the time around here lately, so if you're sick of hearing about them, don't worry, it'll pass...

What a difference a few years and a change of venue makes. In retrospect, "Sounds of the Universe", with its throwback to twi...

SPIN's article about the final days of Bleecker Bob's record store in New York should be bronzed and archived for future generation...

It's been a while since I've had such a deep interest in such a polarizing album.  Some claim that it's badly produced (or conce...

As far as Independence Day traditions go, the Israeli one (free, municipality-funded concerts at night, BBQ with family and/or friends the n...