It’s 1985. You turn on the radio. You tune the dial up and down, searching for something new, when you chance across a deep, subdued–it is...
In the new age of multitasking it’s radical to monotask. Stripping away all distractions and focusing on a single thing seems quaint, dated, or even seditious....
Hello Troubadourians! Did any of you watch Mariah Carey’s audio malfunction on New Year’s Eve? No? Neither did I. But I did see a lot of...
Marcelo Radulovich is a Carlsbad experimental musician who has been active since the ‘90s as a solo act, and in collaborations with other electronica and avant-garde...
The January 12th edition of the venerable San Diego Reader contained an interview with yours truly (along with a colorful, kissable photograph) and I am grateful...
The rain was coming in sideways at this point. It was as if the rain wasn’t just pouring down on us, but rushing to meet us...
Reading through Jef and Joel Kmak’s musical resume could be categorized as aerobic exercise: Screaming Chickens, Queenie, Dan McLain’s other early projects. Mutt, Blonde Bruce, Hitmakers,...
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors Bang bang, go the boots on the floor Cry cry, for your lonely mother’s son Clang clang, go the...
