I sniffed at something foul in the air from inside the bar. A simmering rage was building down the street. My ears pricked up, my nose reached like an ant-eater, my eyes turned to magnets. There was a nervous energy soaking the foundation from the Pint to Penuches. Trouble was brewing close. I could smell it. READ MORE
They have a brand new CD out called “Friends and Lovers and Radios,” and GSM decided to touch base with the gents and see what they have planned for the coming summer. READ MORE
Losing my sense of smell has been delightful. Yes, it has. I don’t need to smell. I’ve come to grips with it. And there was little internal wrestling involved. I bowed immediately, pledging my devotion to the consequences – if one chooses to call it that. In fact, I’d be okay if I never smell anything or anyone ever again. READ MORE
Trump is no gangster. Let’s get that straight. If he wasn’t President and insulated and you were able to get up into his face, he would 100 percent crawl into his fat neck and hide from a real fight. That’s the man Don Trump is. He’s no tough guy, and I doubt he has either ever thrown a punch or taken one to the face in his life. READ MORE
For some musicians, I suppose, this dangerously long period of time off playing live due to COVID has led them down some strange avenues. READ MORE
At least that’s what the bands paying tribute to AC/DC this Saturday at the Rex Theatre hope to witness from the stage. The Jonny Friday Band will join forces with The Graniteers for a slew of deep cuts and hits from each era of the band. Songs like “Shoot To Thrill,” “Thunderstruck” and “Whole Lotta A Rosie” are on the docket to be played. READ MORE
Rahman Brown, doing time in Concord State Prison on an attempted murder charge, spends his time writing poetry. READ MORE
I don’t know what’s got me in such a skunky mood, but someone hung a wet sack of waterwolves around my neck today. And they’re squirming like a mofo. READ MORE
Volume 5 of “Poets on the Loose” is upon us, and, what would a poetry series be without the likes of a true Beat poet, someone who has published and recorded poetry, someone who sets his poetic lyrics to music and someone who, for a whole lifetime, has embodied the poetic life? READ MORE
At least that’s the case with Jen Whit, a dearly missed singer/songwriter from Canterbury, who, for a number of years, could be seen in the bars and clubs on the regular, mesmerizing us with her voice and wonderful guitar playing. Whit was legit. A goddess when it comes to singing, someone who could vibe with all kinds of music – rock, ’90s pop, folk, country. READ MORE
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