Blackstar is Bowie’s departing masterpiece. I know this will be a shock, but I have never written a music review. I’m probably the least qualified person at Ruthless to do such a review, but I’m giving it a shot, just because it needs to be done. I like music, but am not a music […]
You know them. You love them. You loathe you.
This piano was psychologically traumatized for the rest of its life.
Chart toppers, Grammy winners and indy darlings!
The best, the worst, the blurst, of 2014.
Still Defending the Faith
The highs and the lows, the wonders and the woes, of 2013’s movie and music debuts.
Itís metal. For your mom.
I could reckon an existence of God if I thought God to be like the icon of Lou: omniscient but too hip to ever intervene. Give me a Velvet Underground afterworld.