Just woke up to the news that David Foster Wallace has committed suicide. I find this unspeakably sad. One of my favorite stories ever is “A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again,” a 40-plus-page essay about going on a cruise and how all the expected idiocy is even worse than imagined. I remember when […]

Ok, so here’s a bit of a belated recap of the weekend, mainly because I did things people might actually care about. Like seeing Radiohead. Twice. On a plot of land overlooking the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island and Lower Manhattan. As few of you know, I’ve been working diligently on a new magazine called […]

Brooklyn’s been good lately. Lots of outdoor music action. This past Sunday, King Khan and Deerhunter at McCarren Pool in W’burg. Quite wild, quite entertaining. Not sure about Khan’s recorded stuff, but live, this dude and his James Brown-meets-Iggy-Pop band put on a SHOW. And Deerhunter. Well, the record’s out in October, but I have […]

I ran into my old colleague Nathan Nedorostek on the F train in Brooklyn this morning. He’s putting the final touches on a book called Radio Silence/A Selected Visual History of American Hardcore Music, which most of you will wanna see when it comes out in September. He and his co-author Anthony have been scouring […]

So She One invaded from his blog to recommend a St. Emilion as a late-nite wind down, and it got me thinking that a few issues back I got the Wooster Collective folks to do this section called Evidence in Antenna, and one of the items they included was a bottle of Grgich Hills red […]