Author: Press Room
When Fat Dog supported Foo Fighters at Berlin’s Olympiastadion this summer, all vocalist Joe Love could think about was the other A-listers who have graced the 75,000-cap venue. He brings up Zinedine Zidane’s infamous 2006 World Cup Final headbutt and Jesse Owens’ legendary 1936 Olympics heroics, then nervously trails off as he pictures where a certain fascist dictator may have stood. “You don’t expect, in your life, to be playing in a stadium built in 1934 in Berlin,” adds synth player Chris Hughes. Similarly, you don’t imagine Dave Grohl will ever ask your bassist: “How does it feel to be…
Wishy’s Kevin Krauter and Nina Pitchkites first crossed paths at high school, something that makes immediate sense amid the power-pop hooks and rich indie-rock textures of ‘Nature’s Pill’. The surging emotions and slacker charm of the Indianapolis band’s second album are perfectly attuned to that formative time, when fucking up and figuring things out in the company of friends and could-be-more-than-friends seemed all-consuming. The former NME Cover stars pare back some of the shoegazey rumination found on their debut ‘Triple Seven’. Instead, on ‘Nature’s Pill’ the feelings are bigger and their songwriting instincts are sharper, with the cleanest melodies of…
Dennis Haskins, the American actor and musician best known for playing the beloved Principal Belding on Saved by the Bell, died at 75. His agent, Jay Schachter, confirmed his death, although details were not given. “It’s a tragic loss,” Schachter said (via The Hollywood Reporter). “Everyone loved Mr. Belding, and those of us who got to know Dennis loved him even more. He was a great person, and he loved, I mean absolutely LOVED his fans. He always had time for them, no matter what. He was my client and dear friend for over 20 years, and I will miss…
The musician released her most recent album, Daughter From Hell, in July Gracie Abrams stopped by The Tonight Show to perform her song “Look at My Life.” Appearing with a live band, Abrams offered an impassioned rendition of the track, which comes off her recent album, Daughter From Hell. Abrams released Daughter From Hell in July. The LP debuted atop the Billboard 200 chart, marking the musician’s first-ever Number One album. The singer-songwriter earned 124,000 equivalent album sales. Produced by the National’s Aaron Dessner, who also produced Abrams’ first album Good Riddance and its follow-up The Secret of Us, Daughter…
Jimmy Kimmel kicked off his week in Brooklyn last night with an appearance from New York City mayor Zohran Mamdani. Kimmel opened his segment with the politician by sharing a series of clips of pundits warning about how Mamdani would bring the city to destruction. After Mamdani emerged to massive cheers, Kimmel quipped, “I live in Los Angeles and that is not the reception our mayor would get.” He then asked, “How is the complete and total destruction of New York going?” “You know, it’s proceeding as planned,” Mamdani replied. Throughout the interview, Mandani discussed his “creative ideas” for the…
Canadian writer Anne Carson, whom Jules Reidy has cited as their favorite essayist, recently penned an intriguing review of a Rosalía concert. It’s a fish-out-of-water debrief from a critic skeptical of the singer’s use of spectacular “pop-song procedure” to upscale the emotions of flamenco. But her critique is not in bad faith: Carson rigorously investigates how the Catalan singer’s stage presence—as a hyper-stylized, quasi-religious vessel for ecstatic attention—commands her audience. The essay evaluates an artist’s methodology for contacting and channeling the divine, and a similar curiosity can be found in Reidy’s work. The Berlin-based guitarist seems to anatomize their own…
Ten years ago, the prospect of Ty Segall making a wild, noisy, guitar-charged rock’n’roll album would’ve raised zero eyebrows, but in 2026, it comes as a pleasant shock. For most of the past decade, Segall has spent as much time outside the proverbial garage as within it, exploring the vast musical terrain—prog, folk, synth-core, drum circles—that lies beyond its soot-covered confines. And not only has Segall become a more adventurous artist, he’s also become a more sophisticated—and, at times, unabashedly romantic—songwriter in the process. Even as last year’s streamlined Possession saw him slipping into classic-rock coziness after an extended period…
The whirring engine beneath Julia Jacklin’s warm, rangy rock songs has often been anxiety. Her characters are usually found muttering in corners, working themselves up to something big or tearing themselves apart over something small. “I don’t know how to keep loving you, now that I know you so well,” she sang over and over again on her 2019 breakout Crushing, alternating emphases—“I don’t know how to keep loving you,” “I don’t know how to keep loving you”—until the weight became asphyxiating. On her 2022 album Pre Pleasure, she admitted “I’ve been trying to be turned on by you/Be turned…
Taylor Swift will always have one of the greatest songwriting catalogs of all time. Nobody can take that away from her. But I listen to the first verse on “Patient Zero,” part of a four-song repack of last year’s The Life of a Showgirl called The Encore, and think, earnestly, openly: What the fuck? It is hard to draw a line between this dog’s breakfast of a song, about commiserating with the ex of an ex about his toxic patterns of behavior, and a track like, say, “Dear John,” which was released 16 years earlier and is about 16 times…
Carl Barât joined The Molotovs on stage in London to perform The Libertines‘ ‘What A Waster’ over the weekend. Watch the footage below. The live collaboration took place at the end of the sibling punk duo’s sold-out show at the O2 Forum Kentish Town on Saturday night (September 26). It came five years after the band supported The Libertines at the same venue in 2021. Barât assisted Issey (bass/vocals) and Mathew Cartlidge (guitar/vocals) on a rendition of Pete Doherty and co’s 2002 debut single, which appeared on The Libs’ first album ‘Up The Bracket’. The cover closed The Molotovs’ 21-song…
