Music critics are part of the world, and I am part of the world.
No band on 21st-century radio has mined pre-grunge hair-metal's sleaze like L.A.'s Buckcherry. So it makes poetic sense that they'd spend their sixth album tallying all seven deadly sins.
AC/DC has lived the dumbness that the Ramones have only faked all these years.
If I am thinking the same as everyone why bother pushing to get it published?
By the late '80s, I was already giving up on rap music.
Gary Allan has long been one of country's most reliably velvet-voiced beautiful losers.