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…
worst #1 hits
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…