Can you feel it? I feel it. You know what IÁ¢€â„¢m talking about Á¢€” that sudden jolt, that shock that has surged through the American consciousness over the past three…
Jesus of Cool
Last week in this space, I described a single by the Canadian rock band Prism as Á¢€Å“sounding like an early-Á¢€™80s Cliff Richard single (not that thereÁ¢€™s anything wrong with that).Á¢€…
Actually, itÁ¢€™s only Volume 2, but whoÁ¢€™s counting? This is an all-Canadian edition of my occasional series sorting through the wreckage of a vinyl collection that focused heavily on minor…
The difference between journalism and history is, of course, time and perspective Á¢€” as IÁ¢€™ve been reminded over the last few months, as IÁ¢€™ve presumptuously taken it upon myself to…
Over the past several months IÁ¢€™ve been engaged in a Vision Quest on this tiny slice of the Internet, attempting to locate and suitably disparage the worst Number One songs…
Man, IÁ¢€™ve got a headache. Maybe itÁ¢€™s a hangover from the most recent installment in this series, when so many readers joined me in sifting through the effluvial of the…
A few weeks ago in this space, I located the origin of my personal anglophilia in the syndicated radio show Rock Over London, which introduced Americans to Á¢€Ëœ80s-era British acts…
Like a lot of music buyers back in the late Á¢€™70s and early Á¢€™80s Á¢€” a pre-Compact Disc era when recession, market oversaturation, aversion to disco, and other factors sent…
Something’s come over me as I’ve contemplated this, the fourth edition of what promises to be a six-part series (the invention of time travel seeming unlikely before I conclude, sometime…
Having spent the last two columns riffing on the careers of Robbie Williams and Texas, two acts that sped my acclimation to the U.K. during my familyÁ¢€â„¢s late-Á¢€â„¢90s stint as…
Imagine a band with a sultry female singer, an impressive new-wave pedigree, a sound that expertly blends Motown soul with contemporary pop/rock, and oodles of international success over more than…
ItÁ¢€™s time for the third installment in our six-part series (assuming I finish before the end of the decade) documenting the most putrid pabulum of the rock era. And this…
Patti Myers wants her favorite band in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame — and she wants you to help get them there. “If you are fortunate enough to…
As any loyal Popdose reader with a lingering affection for British power pop surely knows, the name of this column is cribbed from Nick Lowe’s 1978 album Jesus of Cool,…
At first glance, the video for Al Jarreau’s 1984 single “After All” seems simple enough. Jarreau sings on a soundstage “rooftop” while a pair of dancers interpret the song’s romantic…
You’d think that slogging through the detritus of the 1960s would be a more delicate maneuver than slinging the shite of the ’50s. You’d be mistaken. The Sixties were the…
I would hope that every music geek had a friend growing up like my friend John Á¢€” a guy who was just as passionate about music as you were and…
Welcome to the first installment of an occasional series that dares you to wallow in the very worst of the very best — or best-selling, at least — singles from…
Grammy week is upon us, and I couldn’t be less excited. I used to live for the Grammys during the early part of the year, just like I lived for…
Here in the etherworldly state of Serious Pop Culture Fandom, Internet division, it’s traditional to set impossibly high quality standards and then smite with mighty (and snarky) blows any album/film/novel…
Ladies and gentlemen, the best music-movie moment of 2007: [kml_flashembed movie=”http://www.youtube.com/v/S0A7dtdc-nU” width=”425″ height=”350″ wmode=”transparent” /] Now, don’t get me wrong: I’m not loony enough to think that Music and Lyrics…