Drake released his surprise mixtape, If You’re Reading This It’s Too Late in February, and now he has announced an April 21st… Read More
Kanye West has certainly been known to resort to fascinating performative antics, and the rapper added a new stunt to his… Read More
Janelle Monae and Jidenna’s Yoga expertly brought a little sex into yoga and a little yoga into sex. In the… Read More
This week, a bunch of return players come at us with surprises. Tyler, the Creator drops two songs that were so stylistically opposed that “revolution” could be applied either of them, and Blood Orange’s Dev Hynes co-writes two of the best pop songs of the past month: Carly Rae Jepsen’s “All That,” and Samantha Urbani’s “1 2 3 4.”
If you don’t read fashion blogs, allow me to remind you that Coachella started today. Perhaps you are there right now, scrolling through a feed on your phone while you wait for Alt-J to play the one song you know (spoiler: it’ll be last), or comparing Amaro vs. Rise Instagram filters on the first of many #chellaselfies this weekend.
Unfortunately, you’ll have to make it through the festivities sans selfie stick, as Coachella banned them this year. Wow, a music festival that wants to make sure the folks there for the music don’t have obstructed views. In light of Coachella’s lameness, here’s how you might be able to survive the weekend without a selfie stick. … Read More
The hardest lesson any wrestling fan learns while growing up isn’t that wrestling is fake; it’s learning that wrestlers are real. The men and women behind the death-defying stunts and gaudy outfits all battle with their own demons — ones that don’t fall within the good guy/bad guy dichotomy like the morality play they perform on a daily basis. Maybe it’s a grotesque injury that awakens the realization in a young fan of pro grappling. Maybe it’s the news that a former wrestler had to enter rehab for a painkiller addiction picked up during his time in the squared circle. Maybe, it’s something much worse and more permanent. Whatever the case, it happens to every wrestling fan, and it happened to John Darnielle. … Read More
There’s nothing more professionally demoralizing than a group job interview — except maybe a group job interview at Hot Topic. Sitting on the concrete floor of my local Hot Topic’s back room, I wondered if my scuffed Chuck Taylors, bootcut black jeans, Bowie button, black plastic glasses, and vintage Weezer T-shirt — featuring what appeared to be a Daniel Clowes drawing of two female superheroes — would be “alt” enough. At the time I had no unnatural piercings, no gauges, no tattoos, no dye in my hair. I was a high school valedictorian who’d faced only two run-ins with the cops, once for absentmindedly blowing past a stop sign on the side of a school bus and once in front of my house because the cop was confused why someone would be blasting Brand New on a quiet street at that time of night. (On the latter occasion, my parents were too busy playing Toe Jam and Earl on my old Sega Genesis in their bedroom to hear the police loudspeaker and save me.) … Read More