Dyes and prints a fresh look for summer
By VANESSA DIMAGGIO | Apr. 9, 2008This summer's fashion is all about mixing it up. It's about making a splash with bold colors and prints, as well as experimenting with ethnic-inspired pieces.
This summer's fashion is all about mixing it up. It's about making a splash with bold colors and prints, as well as experimenting with ethnic-inspired pieces.
I'm tired.
Blame it on the blogs. Blame it on the fickle keyboard elitists who promised us that Tapes 'n Tapes was the second coming of Pavement, the perfectly refined seed of Frank Black and Kim Deal, the revolution that would reclaim the Minneapolis post-punk high ground long abandoned by the Replacements.
Ani Previc, 21, stands 4 feet 10 inches tall, but has not let her size or age stop her from seeing her goals to fruition.
After the Raconteurs got burned a few years back for proclaiming to NME that "Broken Boy Soldiers" would be their answer to Nirvana's "Nevermind," they apparently decided to dial down the hype machine.
Nightmare of You is not a hardcore band (however misleading their name may be), it is not a pop-punk band and the members are not fighting against their roots.
The mission seemed simple enough: In an age of torrent files and Hype Machine, I set out to see if there was any music left uncorrupted by the ongoing wars between corporate America and 20-something hipsters downloading off or blogs or the "OC" soundtrack series.
I woke up last week in a feverish sweat that had nothing to do with a possible flu.
This Friday marks the culmination of quite a journey for a little screenplay that could when "Leatherheads" hits the big screen.
Admit it, ladies.
Rushed to release several weeks early due to bootlegging, Gnarls Barkley's "The Odd Couple" is anything but rushed.
It would be hard to jump on the R.E.M. bandwagon at the release of their 14th full-length album.
Sitting in the veritable '60s opium den that is the Avenue office, we hazily looked around the room.
We're really judgmental.
First, the rationalization.
It's time to release your inner feline this season.
Don't call Shem Fleenor a writer.
Spring is officially upon us: the birds and bees are buzzing and boinking, my dog is howling at the moon and most of you probably ended your winter sex slump on Spring Break.
The news media had a field day this past week: New York Gov. Elliot Spitzer was discovered to have spent more than $80,000 on prostitutes.
Becoming a missionary is like majoring in philosophy - no matter how good your intentions are, you'll never be rich.