Tall, tattooed and rail thin, Nathan Holscher cuts a figure that could be imposing if he channeled his intensity into Rock's frenetic abandon or Punk's confrontational chaos. But Holscher has tr  

Ghostly. Think of handmade shadow pictures on the wall of a lowly lit, hazy, yellowish room. Around town, a similar elusive air, a secretive, slightly strange rumor surrounds Johnnytwentythree. Bu  

Wearing all black, long sleeves and long pants, immune to the scorching day, Joel Ramsey (stage name: Ramsey) appears to be chillin' in the moment. Serene. First, his smile is slight, beginning   

The air is thick and humid. A wet, lung-hurter. As I walk by The Mad Hatter, the club's glass side door busts open. Then skin. A shirtless, rib-revealing-thin guy flies out of the door, landing o  

A scant five years ago, July for Kings was the great local hope for major label success. Signed to MCA and making inroads at radio around the country with their debut album Swim, the Middletown q  

Think of the smooth, yellow ooze. Honey. Picture it dripping slowly from jars, spilling, sticking to fingertips, the sides of lips, the backs of throats. One slight drop is enough to wake a tongue  

Recently, Matthew Shelton and I braved a treacherous, mountainous hike through wild, wolf-ridden woods, getting lost in the tangled trees. Kidding. Actually, we walked on a well-tread path throug  

CHICAGO -- Cincinnati bands that play original music sometimes complain about the lack of support they get in their hometown. While there are exceptions, it often seems like a band needs to get ou  

Back in 1990, I could recklessly drive my crappy Olds down to Vine Street, park illegally and haul a psuedo-laundry bag into Sudsy Malone's, sneaking inside to sit on a washer and enjoy the tunes  

I'm watching four suburban Cincinnati white kids on a stage playing pseudo Surf Rock wearing Indian headdresses and sporting terribly applied black makeup on their faces that was probably intende  

BACKSEAT VIRTUE: Backseat Virtue I try hard not to jump to female singer comparisons when reviewing something by a female singer ('cause I'm non-sexist like that), but I spent the first two liste  

At 18, lightning-sky vivid, vocalist Michelle Korn laughs more than she talks, maintaining a sparkly presence. Numerous crimson-blonde waves dance around the edges of her fiery red hair. Known for  

The quirky band 7 Speed Vortex relaxes at Biagio's Bistro in Clifton, slowly sharing a bottle of red wine, interrupting each other as if they're at a family reunion. Lights dim. They relax and k  

So fresh and so clean in her pressed white polo, Atia Evans can't wait to get the dirt off her shoulders. Her popped collar stands up to afternoon humidity as she thinks back to B.C., life before  

After weaving my way through the back corridors of The Mad Hatter, a place Angels of Meth acknowledge as "home base," I find myself sitting in a cryptic, windowless "luxury" suite littered wit