Each and every December, countless television specials, movies, concerts and almost every conceivable type of media devout hours to the age-old question: What is the true meaning of Christmas?
If Brooklyn insists on continuing to churn out titans of alt-pop culture, we might just have to consider packing up Revue HQ and heading over to Williamsburg. Just kidding! As much as we love the skinny-jeans central hub of NYC, we’d die if we ever abandoned our beloved Western Michiganders.
OK, y’all. If you have any shred of respect left for your upstanding Michigander self, you WILL be at this Bob Seger concert. Why? Why? Have you no sense of Detroit rock decency? This is the great-granddaddy of all things Motown madness, and if you haven’t managed to catch the Seeg live before, now’s perhaps one of your final chances to bask in legendary light.
Let’s just be real honest here: I love Suzanne Vega, you love Suzanne Vega, every Revue minion who has ever minioned loves Suzanne Vega (even though some of them were born in the ‘90s, mercy). She’s more than just the artist who drew attention to the tragedy of child abuse. An award winning, indie rock iconoclast with more than 30 years in the industry, Vega is a force to be reckoned with, perhaps even more now than ever.
At first glance, Ingrid Michaelson bears a striking resemblance to a 30-something, chilled-out-but poignant version of the ever-troubled Amanda Bynes. But thankfully, the similarities end there (although we wouldn’t necessarily mind seeing our girl Ingrid rock a purple wig).
The thing I love about electronic music is, no matter how old I get, the beats just stay the same age. Or at least I do, in my heart, when I breathe them in – it’s enough of a force to make one even glibly quote Matthew McConaughey for a professional publication.
Despite what’s suggested by its name, Los Straitjackets is anything but tied down and restricted of movement. In fact, as one of the most innovative, retro-fitting rock outfits in the current game as we know it, this fearsome fivesome wouldn’t last too long in the sterile confines of a mental institution.
With a name like Eric Church, your destiny is essentially ordering you to become a man of the cloth. Or, failing that, a mega country music star. Luckily for us, the melodically-attuned parishioners, this Church made the right choice, and the CMT network is all the better for it.
There isn't really anyone on this planet that can make a song about abortion as endearing as Ben Folds can. Likewise, Folds is one of a few musicians on this planet that can make the suburbs sound exciting. (The other being Arcade Fire.)
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