After a six-year hiatus, this indie band is back and pushing its boundaries beyond baroque folk.
I recently pulled out one of my favorite (old) CDs — Shawn Colvin’s Steady On (1989). I don’t recall how I first discovered her, but once I did, it was love. I listened to that album — and later, Fat City (1992), Cover Girl (’94) and
Kat Kinsman‘s middle name might be “Compassion.” When she isn’t arguing about pie versus cake at the Southern Foodways Alliance Symposium or getting nominated for a James Beard Award for Best TV Segment, Extra Crispy‘s thoughtful Senior Editor has been creating a safe space for
In 1983, almost half the entire population of the United States watched the finale of M*A*S*H, which was by then arguably a shadow of its former self. Last week, a little more than one in a thousand US citizens watched the third season premiere of
Comedian Maria Bamford skips down the street while stealing balloons and shouting, “I feel French!” Soon thereafter, she coos to the camera, in a shampoo-commercial voice, those corny cliches you might read on the bottom of a yogurt top or inside the discarded wrapper of