Farewell Yellow Brick Road

Elton John is the rare artist who transcends the hubris of the concept, in his case going on this farewell tour is an act of grace and kindness.

31 in Review, Onward and Upward to 32

I make a point of marking my birthday with reviewing where I’ve come in the past year. I spoke in a prior post about the broader road traveled since I was a teenager, but my actual birthday this past Wednesday was a beautiful reminder of just how fantastic this past year has been. I can’t…

The Scene is Dead, Long Live the Scene

I’ve never been much a fan of shock value art, or weird for weirdness’ sake art. It’s not a very sustainable position to convey a message that has any lasting value except as a punchline, because shock and weirdness are both relative to a given norm. I’m a fan of Punk rock precisely because the…

Suspiria – I Done Goofed

In searching for where to begin this review, I can think of no better way than to say that I fucked up. A friend asked me to go see Suspiria at the NuArt Theater in West Hollywood last night, but since that was a midnight show, I suggested the Arclight instead for a more reasonable…