I really thought this was Quentin Tarantino’s year. The Once Upon a Time…in Hollywood filmmaker has never won a Best Director or Best Picture Oscar (enter Buddy the Elf shout “shocking!”) and his love letter to movieland seemed like his best bet. The film was given some of the best reviews of his career and

I get the whole “Oscar so white” thing. I get it every year, and this year is no different. Many of the snubs this morning were from those of color, but there were other omissions that really made no sense at all. I also get the lack of women represented in the Best Director category

If you have children, you have had its theme song in your head at least six times a day for over seven years. You can’t help but to step on at least one of the what-seems-like thousands of toys their likeness in your living room. And your DVR usage is all but filled with episodes

Music legends are dying at an unfair, unrelenting pace. Today’s artists are failing to live up to the heroes of yesteryear. With that in mind, Louis York, the Nashville tandem of Chuck Harmony and Claude Kelly, took some time in the studio to release their full-length debut American Griots with the goal of making the

Nowadays, it’s a big deal if a rock act breaks through to the mainstream. The Raconteurs and Tool respectively landing at the top spot of the record charts earlier this year is a big deal. Ditto for Billie Eilish and Shaed making their way on terrestrial radio. Why? Because it’s a pop world we’re living

“Go jump in the lake.” It’s a saying you see on wooden plaques, shirts, coasters, and magnets and so many other items at so many quaint shops AKA tourist traps on Lake George. You also see gems like “collect lasting memories” (or something to that effect) and some stuff relating to day drinking. When I

There’s no post-credit scene in Avengers: Endgame. There’s no great power ballad or uplifting arena rock singalong; no ode to Thanos; no “Ballad of Tony Stark;” no Dion, Mellencamp, Tyler, Swift, or Loggins to see us out. And the same can be said of other recent summer blockbusters like Wonder Woman, or of any of


Rock isn’t dead. You just have to look for it. It’s certainly not played on mainstream radio, but then again, what is, right? And who cares? Billie Eilish. Catfish and the Bottlemen. Tame Impala. Cloud Nothings. Beck’s still doing his thing. I could go on and on for days but won’t. Instead, I’ll cut it

By Jon Chattma My three-and-a-half-year-old son looks at me as we prepare to leave our hotel room, and says very simply with innocent eyes, “can you tell the next people to watch it so we will come back.” Essentially, what he was telling me after our six-day stay at The Sagamore Resort on Lake George

It’s been nearly two years since electro-pop indie rockers Cherub released their second album Bleed Gold, Piss Excellence. A lot of, to put it mildly, piss has come out in the industry since. Thankfully, the Nashville duo are back to rid the world of urine and put out the music we all yearn for: originality.

[ad type=”above-image-1″] For Josh McDermitt and Jamie Brewer, co-starring in the Off-Broadway family dramedy Amy and the Orphans is a delightful departure. The former is used to interacting with blood-soaked zombies as cowardly smart party pants Dr. Eugene Porter on The Walking Dead (TWD) while the latter has made a name for herself appearing in

Predicting the Oscar nominees is a little like guessing which tattoo your drunken friend is going to get on the Sunset Strip at 3 a.m. Is it going to be predictable – something that matches with their other “inkage” – or is it going to be something totally random like Skeletor sipping Mai Tais on

’Tis the season for more Christmas songs and album releases than any of us can handle. Yep, it seems everyone has something festive to sing about. Most of the times, it’s as empty as the calories one consumes during the season. Enter John Ondrasik aka Five For Fighting and Jim Brickman, who have joined forces

In the first season of One Mississippi, the acclaimed series available on Amazon Prime, the plot followed closely to comedian Tig Notaro’s real life – changing only minor facts to differentiate from the truth. The series followed Notaro’s Los Angeles radio host Tig Bavaro, who returns home to Bay St. Lucille, Mississippi after hearing her

Westchester County, NY is a weird animal. There’s tons of bands waiting to be discovered, established acts who’ve moved here from big cities, and venues that showcase named and novelty artists. Cover bands are big in the Hudson Valley and Lower Westchester. Two venues, which happen to be connected, buck the trend and bring established

More refreshing than an iced latte at Dunkin on a hot day. More rocking than a chair along Lake George. More fun than peeing on a trampoline? Um, the latter might or might not be. I’m just taking a line from a killer song from our featured band today. Don’t get any idea kids. I’m