Car accidents, spider bites, and head wounds are just a few of the subjects at the center of the Flaming Lips' 1999 album "The Soft Bulletin." But the album isn't dark, jarring, or the least bit disruptive. In fact, it's nothing if not light. This kind of light might be "chemically derived." Or is it
Anything made by hand or by machine or by lies is "fabricated." Fabrication is that dubious domain where invention can slide toward, and couple with, duplicity. Or not. Sugarhill Gang, one of the first groups to put hip hop on vinyl, knew this slippery slope just too well.
With luck on their side, t
A reflective or dream-like melody, a prelude filled with bittersweet melancholy, the surrender to a nationalist impulse: all are quintessential Chopin. In his short life, Frédéric Chopin moved from the fashionable salons of Paris into history, as one of the greatest composers of mus
With a syrupy-sweet, breathy voice, Kahimi Karie whispers in our ears in a decidedly child-like way. But before we can dismiss her as cloying, she seduces us with hip, happy, delirium-invoking pop music. Of course, her beauty and unabashed sex appeal don't hurt. But don't be fooled: her music is as s