Full disclosure: I love Jerrod Carmichael. He may very well be my favorite active comedian. I don’t know how many times I have watched or recommended his HBO special “Love at the Store,” but I’d be willing to bet any reasonable guess would be far too low.
This past weekend’s 32nd annual VMAs, hosted by Miley Cyrus, were quite the spectacle. In a word, the show was crude, simply put.
“Depression Cherry” opens with a slow burn: a single organ tone which grows into an airy open chord, buoyed by the introduction of a light, tinkling electronic drum loop, all of which faintly crescendo to meet the rich, gentle voice of lead singer Victoria Legrand.
On Saturday night, the season and series finale of NBC’s “Hannibal” aired.
The year is 1947, World War II has recently ended and Sherlock Holmes has retired from world-class detective work to the English countryside.
Antoine Fuqua’s “Southpaw” tells the story of fictitious lightweight boxer Billy Hope. The film follows his life from utter turmoil to eventual triumph.
When asked in a 2006 interview with Popworld whether heavy metal band Bullet for My Valentine would go more commercial, the band’s frontman Matt Tuck replied, “We would never do [that] ... We’re more interested in what our music sounds like than what our f---ing hair looks like.” Since then, the band has lost its catchy sound and dropped their iconic screaming for radio-friendly vibes. Nevertheless “Venom,” BFMV’s fifth album, has stopped the band’s spiral into mediocrity.
Dr. Dre released his third and final studio album, “Compton,” on Aug. 7, 16 years after his last album, “2001.” A compilation of everything that makes Dre, Dre, “Compton” is an ode to his hometown, reflects on his upbringing and features many of the rap artists he’s helped along the way. “Compton” does its best to transport listeners to the city of Compton, beginning with a newscast-like introduction to the story of Compton’s potential glory and rapid downfall.
New York punk rockers Titus Andronicus will be lighting up the stage at the Black Cat in Washington, D.C.
USA Network has long been a safe harbor in the often-overwhelming sea of television choices, offering non-challenging shows with procedurally formatted single-season arcs.
With all of the auto-tuned and heavily edited studio beats present in modern music, it isn’t every day a band sounds better live than on iTunes.
“Almost, Maine” is almost bearable. Almost every character in the play is trite and one dimensional.
“Amy” ends. The credits roll, but no one stirs. Instead, we sit, myself and roughly a dozen others, with our eyes fixed on the screen.
People generally go see strippers for one reason: to watch them strip. People go see movies about strippers for a slightly more varied set of reasons — perhaps for the cast, perhaps for a little narrative context to go with their chiseled abs — but for the most part, they want stripping.
Former Beatle Paul McCartney made his first-ever appearance in Charlottesville at the John Paul Jones Arena June 23.
Miguel Jontel Pimentel was born into a musically inclined family. Heavily influenced by his parents’ affinity for R&B and jazz, Miguel began pursuing a career in the music industry at age thirteen.
Since its inception, Pixar has been making people laugh, cry and feel a whole other host of emotions with stories based around characters which are usually not even human.
In “Entourage,” the film adaptation of the identically-named HBO series, main characters Vince (Adrian Grenier), Ari (Jeremy Piven), Eric (Kevin Connolly), Turtle (Jerry Ferrara) and Johnny Drama (Kevin Dillon) are up to their old antics.
Lord Pretty Flacko, better known as A$AP Rocky, has been quiet the last few years, but he certainly has not been inactive.
Twenty One Pilots’ latest work, “Blurryface” is nowhere near as fresh as their third album, “Vessel,” making “Blurryface” somewhat underwhelming in comparison.
