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How I Got Here, I Can't Recall

“The sixties crowd is always trying to monopolize how good the music was,” says Leif Solem. “It’s just not the case. There’s a lot of shit going on all the time. It doesn’t stop.”

Yam Sacs and Unicorn Sounds:

I wonder how many New Yorkers visit, or even know about, the roomful of unicorns in Fort Tryon Park.

The Return of the MC

Just when it seemed that hip hop’s up-and-coming class of rappers was one gimmick short of a grand marketing scheme, an unlikely candidate has stepped up to reclaim the title of the emcee.

(Arcade) Fire and Brimstone at the United Palace

It’s a drag when the band you’ve been aching to see gets booked into an antiseptic venue that’s sullied by glaring advertisements, metal detectors, incongruous pre-show muzak, and corporate naming rights that obstruct the view.

Because we said so

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The Brooklyn Rail

JUN 2007

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