The location of the "philosopher's stone" remains unknown. Legend says that it can transform metals into gold, cure illnesses and create enlightenment. Reminds me of post-college -- Vancouver,   

Calling Cale Parks busy is like calling an ant hill busy. The concept is abstract until you actually sit down and start counting. And like those tireless little critters, Parks knows no rest, owin  

Ah, Northside Tavern. The space, the music frontier. We hook up here, in the land of everybody knows somebody. One by one, artists slip inside. No walking. Slipping. The atmosphere: coolness, wann  

"I'm a little nervous about it," Arms Exploding's Michael Short says about playing live. "It's probably going to take a couple of shows for us to get comfortable on stage again." As I stoo  

Singer Tim Anderson snakes down a windy road, leading the way to Spindle's practice space. Crawling up a gravel drive, we reach a curious red barn atop a rolling hill. The backdrop could be a lan  

Twenty-five years ago, Melle Mel put South Bronx's "jungle" on blast, pointing to blighted buildings, streets lined with broken glass pipes and burned out, depressed people. Melle Mel wasn't g  

I love standing corrected. Especially when someone steps into a staunch liberal's self-made reality -- one carefully padded with AM radio, a good racially/sexually oriented mix of friends and lot  

· THE HINGES -- UNHINGED With Unhinged, the first release featuring its current lineup, The Hinges unveil four songs of late-night Rock & Soul. The adaptable band plays shows as both an acous  

Cincinnati's urban club scene responds to DJs in varying measures. Some DJs command response; some become disregarded centerpieces on the tables. For one, few club-goers expect to hear anything   

Kelly Thomas would be pissed at me if I started rambling on about feminism and her victories over the stereotypical "woman's place" in music. Well, OK, not pissed exactly. She'd probably roll   

Perhaps adopting the bunker mentality that many felt after Election Day 2004, Staggering Statistics holed up in the Greenhornes' practice space on that fateful day to record their second full-len  

Everybody knows at least one shitty dude. That guy with the startling disregard for his own safety, well-being and reputation who always gets invited to the party even though he is guaranteed to o  

"I'm just glad that you didn't ask us to describe our sound," says Gabe Molnar, guitarist and vocalist for 1000 Arms. His reluctance to hang a label on their music is understandable, since it   

Take it from Loud Minority Records' newest roster addition, Tanya Morgan: Image means nothing. Study the album cover all you want, but nothing there says, "Hip Hop," "trio" or "men," for th  

Danny Adler's career is salted with so many amazing musical associations that he almost seems like a real-life Zelig, Woody Allen's fictional everyman who crossed paths with the great figures of