No reason for it, but I'll take it anyway.
Death to the lads.
Your body: it hurts!
Thinking about Prince.
I probably liked Papa Roach more than I should have.
Bring me back to the alt-FM radio days of the 90s.
Twinkle rock for the actual celestial bodies.
Now I, too, know the pieces fit.
Cold punk music for cold months.
Do the things you like / don't do the things you like.
2,000 kids still feel pretty sweet tonight.
Bad camp movies - "Linger" - Middle-school kissing - Baltimore music for hormones
The tattoo you don't have is more important than the one you do.
Of the 43 albums that were released this year, these are the 15 that I felt like writing about.
Most music is fine. These 15 are better than fine. Good, even.
Dispatches from shows you did not attend and that I only sparsely remember.
All the shit I should have listened to this year but didn't.
Looking back on last year's mistakes before making this year's mistakes.
Don't forget this.
The father of all our styles gets its due.
Philly youths make emotional screaming sound new again.
Don't be afraid.
Getting ticks the healthy way!
You should probably listen to the Devil's music.
I don't know if I'm being trolled or what. There is no greater "I am an aging youth rocker" clarion call than this right here. https://soundcloud.com/polyvinyl-records/beach-slang-younger-us-japandroids-1
"BLEEEEEEHHH!" - Most Bear vs Shark songs.
Would-be champions lay it down.
Keep it up, grimy Fishtown.
If you ride your bike enough, it will eventually happen to you.
Four years of live shows informs the catchy realism of Lucky 33's first proper EP.
At least until they get paid.
John Adams of Sexy Teenagers on his alt-rock past and the draconian prices of second-hand tapes.
Every day, 140,033,230 people get married in New York State alone!
Good haircuts on stage last night.
Currently set firmly at PUSH-POP.
This is what it looks like at the post-punk show.
The second coming of J. Fox.
Here's where the strings come in.
NYC hardpunk for the perpetually awake.
Be a big boy. Listen to the Snails.
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Loud music for all comers.
Sunny rock with a soup disposition.
Finally, some emo that isn't twinkling or screaming at me.
A folk-punk band has created real art from Space Jam.
Pinegrove sounds like everything, still sounds like themselves.