Rock stardom isn’t compatible with satisfaction; it is, in essence, satisfaction’s very antithesis. To be a rock star is to revel in need, because it is the ongoing and relentless need of the audience that calls them into being.
An interview with Wayne Coyne about the Flaming Lips' With a Little Help From My Fwends—and his band’s obsession with Miley Cyrus.
That argument denies her agency, her feminism, her fandom—and the fact that females can gaze too.
With painted Volkswagen buses, talk of “free love,” and other reminders of the Woodstock era replaced by advertising and corporate sponsorships, hippie culture may be dying, but a new subculture—a sort of purgatory between hipster and hippie—is on the rise.
We need not only to attend events but also to take the time to attend to what happens and reflect on those events in the moment.
Ambient noise machines meant to prolong uninterrupted sleep may be doing long-term damage to the ears of infants, kick-starting a cycle of hearing loss that's almost impossible to break.
Second-hand sound can profoundly affect our social interactions and our interior lives.
While it might be the most-sung song in the world, "Happy Birthday" was created for children and is currently mired in an ugly copyright dispute. It's time to put an end to the awkward tradition.
Overheated Beltway cranks and the blood on their hands.