In tough or stressful situations, I channel C.J. She’s a badass, and anyone who says otherwise is going to have to answer to me.
There’s this pesky thing called ethics and I have them.
Heartfelt lyrics, whether about love or leaving home, backed by driving piano that waxes sweetly when needed, run through Carole King’s Tapestry.
Aziz Ansari tackles sexism, identity, representation, and racism (among many other things) on his new Netflix show.
Sister combines noise, rock, and punk in waves of screeching guitar, relentless drums, and unaffected vocals that make you forget it was 1987.
I first read Dance in high school, and it’s one I come back to when my life gets crazy.
I want you to stop telling me what the fuck to like or not like.
Catholic Boy combines punk, new wave, and straight up guitar-lickin’ rock and roll, which sounds like 1980 in a way that will never get tired.
There are some great Japanese bands with punk and surf rock sounds–not your typical J-pop.
I played Jagged Little Pill in heavy rotation. I can’t say how many times I’ve listened to this album; it has to be in the hundreds. Maybe the thousands.