A threesome-loving boyfriend respects some guy more than boundaries.
Guillermo Calderón’s meta soap opera toggles between farce and sincerity.
Even as a dedicated member of the Kiss Army, I understand that Gene Simmons and crew have provided plenty of ammo for trash talkers. But it’s really hard to hate on lead guitarist Paul “Ace” Frehley. He’s a founding member of the greatest rock ’n’ roll spectacle of all time, and his sloppy, shredding, high-gain […]
The makeup, the pyrotechnics, the guitars that shoot fireworks, the blood spitting, the levitating band members, the fire breathing, the glitz, the glamour, the rock ’n’ rolling every night and the partying every day . . . after 46 years, it’s all coming to an end, apparently, as Kiss—one of the most ridiculous rock spectacles […]
You should always take lists with a grain of salt, but when Rolling Stone tackles one focused on genre, it’s typically as engaging and thoughtful an overview of a sound as you’re likely to get from an outlet serving both mainstream and niche tastes. (Full disclosure: I’ve helped write one such Rolling Stone list.) The […]
In honor of the 35th anniversary of the MacArthur Fellowships, a free performance featuring five fellows from the dance world.
Previewing the Doc Films program through the end of August
Our latest round of staff picks for the Reader‘s Interactive Jukebox (jukebox.chicagoreader.com)
Phantom Manor engineer Mike Lust fills his Logan Square abode with 80s nostalgia
Gabe Delahaye at Videogum imagines how Gene Simmons’s face ended up on a bunch of promotional urinal cakes.
“A demonic, nightmarish collection of reptilian creatures whose music is as disguised as they are.”