There are few hard rock albums with packed with as much raw emotion as the stellar Temple of the Dog record.
It was 1972. We were thirteen years old and thinking we were pretty cool. Another thing I remember from that night was the music.
California spawned countless punk rock bands throughout the years since punk’s conception, but few are as under appreciated as Blatz and Filth
Lupe Fiasco was my savior and The Cool was my Bible. He perfectly articulated the struggles of the black community.
It is gold and purple and everything my little 6-year-old heart wanted: Britney Spear’s 2nd album, Oops!…I Did It Again.
This album begins with a riff. It’s a succinct, simple riff. It ranks among some of the best purveyors of riffs…
2Pac’s distinct style in delivery, tone, and charisma all work together to take the listener on a journey. Enter All Eyes On Me.
Headbangers Ball opened my eyes to so many great artists, but none greater, in my opinion, than SAVATAGE.
I ask myself: “What record would I want if I was stranded on a deserted island?” The answer is the Rolling Stones’ Exile on Main St.