Batman v Superman: Dawn of “Just Okay”-stice

Feel free to accuse me of hyper-dorkiness, but I love superheroes.  As a kid, I watched shows like Justice League, Powerpuff Girls, and X-Men with appropriately childlike glee, and though I’ve since become a jaded and cynical adult, I can’t deny the charm of the costumed weirdos that adorn the variety of comics and graphic novels in my still-growing collection.  And no hero captures my … Continue reading Batman v Superman: Dawn of “Just Okay”-stice

Elton John at John Paul Jones Arena (Charlottesville, VA)

Do you remember when rock was young?  I don’t, sadly, I wasn’t born back then.  But it doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate the excellence of Elton John.  I was introduced to his music courtesy of my parents, and while I can’t claim to be a lifelong, die-hard fan, I can claim that I was incredibly excited when given the opportunity to see him perform. Flanked … Continue reading Elton John at John Paul Jones Arena (Charlottesville, VA)

Dead Trains’ County Road Bound Has Decent Locomotion

County Road Bound by Dead Trains is an album of Boston blues punk, a genre so masculine that the mere act of typing its name caused me to sprout a six-foot beard.  As you may have guessed from the genre, this isn’t music for soft-eared, acoustic folk addicts.  County Road Bound hits hard with pounding bass and drums, wild guitar, and entertainingly jarring tempo alterations. … Continue reading Dead Trains’ County Road Bound Has Decent Locomotion

Dead Trains’ County Road Bound Has Decent Locomotion

County Road Bound by Dead Trains is an album of Boston blues punk, a genre so masculine that the mere act of typing its name caused me to sprout a six-foot beard.  As you may have guessed from the genre, this isn’t music for soft-eared, acoustic folk addicts.  County Road Bound hits hard with pounding bass and drums, wild guitar, and entertainingly jarring tempo alterations. … Continue reading Dead Trains’ County Road Bound Has Decent Locomotion

Take a Swim in the (Dead)pool

When I entered the theater to see Deadpool, I wasn’t expecting much.  Marvel’s hyperactive production of superhero movies and shows has left me jaded, and it doesn’t help that the quality of their media, in my opinion, is a handful of area codes away from “consistently good.”  Ant Man didn’t bug me, I thought Guardians of the Galaxy was out of this world, Captain America … Continue reading Take a Swim in the (Dead)pool

The Fruitfulness of “Fruitless Research”

Something about TW Walsh’s Fruitless Research makes me think of sunsets.  With the exception of its weak opening track “Public Radio,” TW Walsh has somehow managed to capture, in music, the sensation of gazing at a sky stained pink by fading sunlight.  Fruitless Research is a cool and laid-back album that’s every bit as lush as the celestial blush of daytime’s departure.  And while the … Continue reading The Fruitfulness of “Fruitless Research”

“And The Melody Was Real” fails to impress

Swahili Blonde’s And Only the Melody Was Real is the kind of music that motivates people to go on internet message boards and whine about how music hasn’t been good since the 90s while decrying modern music as derivative garbage (which is not an idea that I mean to support).  While not utterly devoid of virtues, And Only the Melody Was Real is pockmarked with … Continue reading “And The Melody Was Real” fails to impress