SUPERDRAG DEATHRAY DAVIES, THE LASHES Crocodile Cafe, 441-5611, $8 9 p.m. Tues., Aug. 13 Some cretin once said that to…
A chattering voice pierces my slumber. Consciousness comes over me like a cat that’s left a half-chewed mouse as a…
Now 21, the Donnas keep fighting stereotypes in the manly world of rock.
I am not a resourceful person, not the type of guy who can repair a car engine with dental floss…
The public loves it when squeaky-clean celebrities reveal their naughty sides— remember the flap after Julie Andrews flashed her tits…
The Constantines make being in the music biz worthwhile.
I hate my life and I want to die. And that’s not the worst part. What truly sucks is you…
One fateful afternoon when I was 10, I shuffled into the kitchen. Jodie Foster had just been on television, chatting…
Groove Armada’s Andy Cato speaks out on Britney, playing live, and shakin’ that a—.
Here’s a challenge to Seattle songwriters: Would somebody please pen a tune about the arrival of fall in the Emerald…
I AM NOT A romantic individual. My boyfriend e-mailed me a love note the other day, and I swear to…
The skinny on dipping.
If I followed up on every unsolicited pitch about an unknown musician that I receive, this column would be very…
Pop music is my constant companion. It has seen me through my happiest moments and my worst crises. I remember…
I missed my true calling, and the error all boils down to missing one lousy Y chromosome and being born…
AS A YOUNGSTER, I read comic books voraciously. And although I dismissed the advertisements hawking X-ray glasses and sea monkeys…
“If you want me to be a human jukebox, I’ll bend over, and you can take a quarter, shove it…
There are eight million stories in the naked city, and they’re all shouting to drown each other out. But I…
One of my favorite things in Julien Temple’s Sex Pistols documentary The Filth and the Fury is the footage of…
YOU’D PROBABLY never guess it from the casual, chatty tone of my prose, but I am a monumental fussbudget. Almost…
