Offend Maggie by DeerhoofBy
Lauren Maas
After my first two days with Offend Maggie, I decided that I had made a monster mistake. Not only did I not get Deerhoof, I had no desire to get Deerhoof. I flipped from song to song, frantically attempting to find my way, to understand why I was so lost in their music. We Burnt These Cities With Rock and Roll: 10 Great Songs about City DestructionBy
Lauren Maas
Here’s a list of what happens when rock takes aim at your favorite town. “London Calling” by The Clash [Audio clip: view full post to listen] Acid Tongue by Jenny LewisBy
Lauren Maas
There was a time in my life where Jenny Lewis could do no wrong. I was a late passenger on the Rilo Kiley train, getting on board for their fourth album, More Adventurous. But with that album I found kindred spirits in Lewis’s plucky lyrics and the band’s insanely catchy hooks, and soon [...] Daddy’s Dance Party: The Early YearsBy
Lauren Maas
This post is a hard one for me to begin because its subject represents the springboard of my musical education and the genesis of all my amazing dance moves. Its subject has also gained the status of a minor legend amongst my friends because I’ve reminisced about it so frequently and with great detail, [...] My Ukulele: R.I.P. Far Away From Me, Tiny TimBy
Lauren Maas
Much to my surprise, over the last year or so, I have begun a tiny museum of odd instruments in my house. I think this is because at certain moments at family meals, after having a certain amount of wine, I say things like “I wish I had an accordion…” Never Will Say Goodbye…nono-nononoBy
Lauren Maas
I’ve decided that the song of my summer, through my own repeat play on my iPod and through its random play on radios and loudspeakers in unexpected venues (waterpark, baseball diamond, restaurants, etc), is Jackson 5’s “Never Can Say Goodbye.” Listen to “Never Can Say Goodbye” I will first preface my recent experience with this song by [...] The Good, The Bad…The QueenBy
Lauren Maas
For posterity’s sake, I’m going to discuss my mother’s unnatural obsession with Queen Latifah, and then let the matter lie, so that the phrase “My mother loves Queen Latifah more than she loves me,” will never again escape from my lips because I am now settled in knowing it’s true, that she does love Queen [...] |
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