“First of all, let me say I have never before endorsed a pain reliever ...”
"I got my clit pierced on my lunch break.”
Alejandro Ghersi's headline London was a vivid realisation of his intimate new album.
Sick of dealing with shitty and inconsiderate people at music gigs, this illustrator decided to publish a zine about them.
It's good news for Britons who don't want to spend thousands of pounds to watch people play guitars.
From bootleg tees to bootleg festivals, the bands, merch and performances at the US's biggest metal party.
Just chill, it's music bro.
The members of Guntit finally wrote their first song. It's called "Scented Tampon in Satan's Twat," and it's going to be the song of the summer.
One time Laura's roomate's boyfriend got us a gig in Iowa City. To play a gig outside our hometown was an event—to play outside our state—well, we were beside ourselves!
Ben Trogdon's photographs of the music scene in Olympia could very well have been taken twenty years ago.
Hanging out at Melbourne's music/chess equivalent of Indecent Proposal.
Will Ivy from Lilac taught me that you can get a job by just looking "artsy" at Trader Joe’s, but advertising yourself as a “nice person” on Craigslist will get you nowhere.