good art bad wine

Oh these hot summer months when you have to wade through tons of dreck to find a half-decent album that might, just might, have any long-las...

Sadly, I only got to know Anita Lane after her sudden death in spring (people you do not know can, too, die suddenly). She had some presence...

Я не планировал писать в этом месяце про Одессу. Трудно писать про Одессу (да и про любой другой город в мире), когда родная страна стремите...

From now on, the three most iconic images of Anthony Hopkins shall be the following:  Mr. Stevens looking at Miss Kenton who has just wrestl...

It has been a dry month, and most of the albums I had been looking forward to proved either bland (Crowded House, Sleater-Kinney) or patchy ...

I first heard Beth Jean Houghton two months ago, and I was not exactly bowled over. It was her third album as Du Blonde, it was called Homec...

Мужчина средних лет выгуливает хорька. Хорек растерянно смотрит по сторонам и неуклюже взбирается на тротуар, который трещит и лопается от н...