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Once they made movies from comics. Now comics seem like little more than another merchandising platform. Here are some thoughts on how to change that perception.
Rob Smith declares his love of Air Supply in his new “Vinyl Diaries” column.
A picture’s worth a thousand words — they don’t necessarily say anything though.
Lisa is a woman trying to blend in. She’s trying to stay on the right side of the law. She wants to be good. She really wants the superhero that keeps hounding her to leave her alone.
If your kid is starving for your love while you’d rather be crushing it on Candy Crush, you may be an iHole.
Can an album be reflective, thought-provoking, and kick your butt at the same time?
Examining the strangest of all pop culture conventions, the “fan crush.”
The remarkable new album by Oslo’s Gazpacho blows away the conventions of rock, prog, and the makeup of the “epic” song.
They probably made out to “You and Me” a year after they grounded you for blasting “Elected!”
The drumbeat of war is tapping away again. How does the US stand to lose or gain from an act of aggression against Syria?
In 1993 Billy Joel made people feel awkward and sad.
Platters That Matter podcasters brave the summer heat for Ben Folds Five live.
Knock, knock! Oh, it’s just “Single Play” for another week featuring music from Kate Tucker and the Sons of Sweden, Burning Condors, Salvatore Ganacci, and Dw Dunphy.
Popdose recalls a holiday classic and has the soundtrack as well.
Don’t judge this book by it’s cover. (Really, don’t.)
We love it when Dw Dunphy pretends he knows things.
Be careful what you wish for. Here are movies that explain why.
Popdose’s experiment in turnabout’s fair play returns!
Don’t you ever feel like chowder?
Members of the Popdose staff review Rush’s 20th studio album, “Clockwork Angels” — and come away with mixed feelings.
Gonna wash them comics right off’a that page!
David Ruffin’s final single as lead vocalist with the Temptations featured one of his finest performances.
Bubba, you know, he’s straight-up carnivore.
It’s a space-time portal, not a snot locker.
Vinyl is the beginning. Sure, wax cylinders came before, but the true concept of the album is a vinyl joint.
The Sunday Sickies is sittin’ on a park bench! Dah, dah, dummm!!
When the “Funny Pages” are neither, they’re Popdose’s Sunday Sickies.