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Andrew W.K. – at The Roxy – Review

November 22, 2002

After the first couple songs, I was exhausted and ready to get the fuck out. But then WK and his cohorts ripped into “Ready to Die,” and I got a second wind.

Emissions From the Monolith – at Nyabinghi – Review

November 8, 2002

A three-day event of heavy groovin’ bands. “Stoner Rock” being a heavy liquid amalgam of Sabbath, Soundgarden, Skynyrd, Sleep, Scientists, and ’72 (the year).

The Rocky Horror Picture Show – at Circle in the Square Theatre – Review

April 1, 2001

Muscularly-lipsticked actor Tom Hewitt butches and babes-up Frank ‘N’ Furter to the hilt. With a blonde buzz cut that shines like razors.

The Skatalites – at the New England Ska Festival – Review

November 1, 1998

Reformed in 1993, is the band that EVERYONE in the ska, reggae, and rocksteady scenes are influenced by. Why? Because they friggin’ started it all.

Entombed – at Pearl Street – Review

April 1, 1998

Entombed came to the States to push To Ride, Shoot Straight and Speak The Truth. It may not match Clandestine, but it stomps like Motörhead on steroids.

Down By Law – at the Rathskeller – Review

April 1, 1998

I had the feeling that I was seething in some timeless netherworld as Down By Law went into their third or fourth tune.

David Bowie – At the Orpheum – Review

March 1, 1998

Gone are the melodramatic posturings, the over-the-top inflections, the overdone stage settings. Bowie is being David, rather than some fantasy construct.

Chemical Brothers – at the Roxy with Death In Vegas – Review, live

March 1, 1998

Why does a band that has become internationally famous for breakbeats and “Loops of Fury” revert to the metronomic bass drum sound that drove so many away?

Spike & Mike’s Sick and Twisted Festival of Animation 1997 – Review

December 1, 1997

Veering from vomitous to hysterical (and sometimes both), Sick and Twisted offers enough raunchy sex, scatology, and sailor swearing for a millennium.

Blur – with Dandy Warhols at the Orpheum – Review

November 1, 1997

After over an hour of this wank, I saw me moment at last. They got t’ that fuckin’ “Woo-hoo!” song, the one they couldn’ even come up wi’ a proper title for.