AC/DC has lived the dumbness that the Ramones have only faked all these years.

Critics should stick to their convictions.

Mayer Hawthorne's old school pop-R&B homages are so meticulous that it's tempting to overrate his pipes.

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.

Music critics are part of the world, and I am part of the world.

Few bands in hard rock history have been so adept at balancing the awesome and trivial as Van Halen in their prime.

By the late '80s, I was already giving up on rap music.