When this jazz man is testifying, y'all better be lining up to sing "Amen!" In this case, the jazz man in question is Gregory Porter, and what he's testifying about is nothing but pure, unadulterated, smooth jazzy-jazz at its very jazziest.
You can't get more romantic than taking in a performance of West Michigan's most divine and renowned ballet company on the day of Saint Valentine. How about if we add rubies to the mix? (Because diamonds = totally played out.)
Oh, those silly Canadians. First they gave us maple syrup. Then Rush. Then Bieber. Now, evidently not satisfied with this everlasting legacy of pure awesomeness, our neighbors to the Great White North have thrust into our eardrums Walk Off The Earth, a minimalist five-piece that has been lighting up the tubes (specifically, the YouTubes) since its debut.
Let's face it – there aren't many reality show/talent contest castaways who end up capturing our hearts long after their 15 minutes have waxed and waned. Tony Lucca, singer-songwriter extraordinaire, is just one of these lucky individuals.
Our homeboy Keith Urban sure has kept himself busy over the years with the whole "American Idol" judge appointment and stealing Tom Cruise's lady. (OK, sure, Tom and Nicole were already broken up by then, but let's just start the rumor mill a-millin' anyway, because why not?)
So, it's come to this. Jim Belushi, listed among those of the prominent coming attractions. Well, okay. There are surely worse Best Bets to bet on. And you have to admit, the dude did manage to have a top-rated sitcom that ran successfully for twice as long as, say, "Arrested Development" has, so he must be doing something right.
Ed Heads rejoice. Chicago’s Lil' Ed & The Blues Imperials brings its gritty, house party blues sound to Grand Rapids’ west side this month. Featuring the legendary slide playing of Lil' Ed Williams, the Blues Imperials have been creating quintessential Chicago blues for nearly 30 years.
Ah, the holidays. That miraculous time of year when the alcohol flows freely, everybody poops tinsel for two weeks, and the whole magical season is all wrapped up in one big, scratchy, hideous sweater
You guys! Did you know that Matisyahu is now beardless? And no longer a practicing Chassidic? Maybe, if we're to believe his ambiguous, non-yarmulke wearing antics. But also, beardless! I mean, WTF is that even?
Sing it with me now: ALLLLLLLL MY LIFE! I'VE PRAYED FOR A REUNION LIKE THIS! OK, maybe there's a bit of hyperbolic lyricism at play here, but c'mon – when was the last time anyone truly got to belt out a little classic K-Ci & JoJo without getting pity stares from the bewildered gas station attendant?
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