Billy Joel performed on July 9 at Philadelphia's Citizen's Bank Park in front of a sold out crowd for the third year in a row. The artist explained ...
A whiff of David Bowie hung over the air at the Café Carlyle as Lena Hall opened her two-week run. Whipping her head punk style, Hall treated her a...
At Café Carlyle this week, Katherine Jenkins' magnificent voice fills the intimate room with Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah" even before she gets to th...
"Seeing any kind of doc on the band just shows how I went from being this sort of innocent rube -- 'This is great! I'm in a rock band and we're going to be famous!' -- then cut to nearly a decade later, going, 'What the f**k? Who do you gotta blow to get a f**king record deal?'"
I'm a blogger, not a journalist. This is all stuff I would be doing over on Wordpress for free, but here I can hopefully inspire more people and a reach a broader audience with their platform. And I have.
You want to celebrate an artist who, after such a long and storied career, has no interest in a mere retrospective. It might have been fun -- for the audience -- to see historic dances like "Tank Dive" and old favorites too numerous to mention.
Controversy, dispute, and rock 'n' roll are siblings, and I accept that. However I must stand up for my woefully neglected bass brethren, some of whom no longer lay down the groove on this mortal coil.
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A day after her 72nd birthday, Ronnie Spector celebrated in the only way she knows how- serenading a sold out crowd with her golden voice. Before an enthusiastic audience, Spector exceptionally performed all The Ronettes hits from "Be My Baby" to "Walking in the Rain."
They say history has a way of repeating itself, and that certainly seems to be the case when it comes to big name celebrities losing substantial amounts of wealth.
We wondered whether Billy or Alan had eaten what we were now feasting on: refreshing cucumber slices, Italian meatballs as big as baseballs, a special of burrata with melon balls, veal chops, bass, and a medley of desserts including cannoli and ice cream sandwiched between homemade cookies.
As Class Historian for Vassar's first coed freshman class, to me it was historically coincidental that Arianna Huffington opened her address at Vassar's 151st commencement in Poughkeepsie, New York, 75 miles north of New York City, with a reference to her own Greek heritage.
Mandina's on Canal Street in New Orleans seems like a throwback to my past. It reminds me of Pompilios in Newport, Kentucky, where my family dined on a regular basis in my youth. As Yogi Berra would say, it's déjà vu all over again.
My memories of a young, hard-hitting fan favorite, my "Spinner" Spencer, along with my fond memories of the Long Island's very own Islanders and Nets and the dump called the Nassau Veterans Memorial Coliseum, will live on forever.