The Interesting Question Raised (and Left Unanswered) by Dan Brown’s Inferno

The Interesting Question Raised (and Left Unanswered) by Dan Brown’s Inferno

The explosive success of Dan Brown's The Da Vinci Code made him unfathomably wealthy but it also indirectly made him a punching bag for a certain type of literary snob. Yes, that includes me. It's not interesting, especially in 2020, to note that Dan Brown's prose is stilted and awkward, that his descriptions of female [...]

Hallucinations is a Somber, Exciting Turn for PVRIS

Hallucinations is a Somber, Exciting Turn for PVRIS

One of the certainties of writing year-end retrospectives—or decade-end ones, if you happen to share my particular brand of lunacy—is that, as soon as you've published your hard-wrought work, you'll find several albums that warrant inclusion on your list but that, for one reason or another, you missed. Maybe you had meant to listen to [...]

The Perfect Simplicity of The Good Place

The Perfect Simplicity of The Good Place

Spoiler alert! As the title suggests, I'll be discussing the conclusion of Michael Schur's wonderful The Good Place below. Proceed with an appropriate level of caution. The iconic title card above, so simple and understated, gave way to one of television's most complex shows. The Good Place was a sitcom about moral philosophy, a phrase [...]

Mystic Stuff: The Two Best Albums of 2019

Mystic Stuff: The Two Best Albums of 2019

"I hope you're doing fine on your own," sings Stefan Babcock on "See You At Your Funeral," the shockingly catchy centerpiece of Morbid Stuff, the third LP from Canadian punk rockers PUP. If that seems like a pleasant sentiment, know that, characteristically, it's not. "'Cause after everything we've been through," he continues, "you better hope [...]

The Fall of Summer Gods: Third Eye Blind’s Screamer and Jimmy Eat World’s Surviving

The Fall of Summer Gods: Third Eye Blind’s Screamer and Jimmy Eat World’s Surviving

The parking lot was filled with tailgaters and not a face in sight was younger than my suddenly youthful 32. This was the scene that greeted my wife and I as we pulled into Freedom Hill on a late June day, drawn to the site by the Summer Gods Tour, a nostalgic goldmine of an [...]