Fresh off a trio of Grammy wins, including Best New Artist and the first ever Best Rap Song trophy awarded to a female rapper, Megan Thee Stallion is back with a bawdy candidate for Song of the Summer.
‘Thot Shit,’ and particularly its video, is a blast of sex positivity aimed at the hypocritical conservative critics of Megan’s last hit, ‘WAP.’
Multi-hyphenate Bo Burnham recently released Inside, a Netflix comedy special/performance art piece that could go down as the best work of art to come out of the pandemic.
Filmed entirely in his attic room during 2020, the special covers internet culture from a plethora of angles, and sprinkles in a fair amount of the existential dread Burnham felt while making it.
A few weeks back, I saw an Instagram story by my daughter Sophia featuring an Elliott Smith song and photo. I was a proud dad.
I’ve done a decent job of exposing my kids to music I like over the years, but I didn’t recall working Smith into the mix. This one she had arrived at on her own.
Turns out it was thanks to Sophia’s beloved Phoebe Bridgers, who counts Smith as one of her most profound influences.
Today is one of those Random Weekend days that aligns with a special occasion, giving me the opportunity to spin the dial and hope for an appropriate or hilariously inappropriate match of song and event.
In this case, today marks two such special occasions. One is Fathers Day, and the other is the 19th birthday of my older daughter, Sophia.
The 2011 album Josh Rouse and the Long Vacations somehow slipped entirely past my radar. Not to the point that I don’t own it (obviously I do, because it showed up on a Random iTunes Weekend) but, given that Rouse is one of my favorite artists, it’s bizarre that it’s completely new to me.
This album came out during Rouse’s Mediterranean phase, when he was living in Spain and dabbling in world music. His previous album, 2010’s El Turista, consisted almost entirely of songs sung in Spanish. So maybe I mistakenly thought this one was more of the same.
Meet Me In Montauk 