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For Donald Trump's 80th birthday, which the President celebrated yesterday with a series of UFC fights in the garden of the White House, the New York Times asked some famous octogenarians from music and cinema to give their impressions of the best and worst parts of this phase of life. Among the various artists interviewed, Bob Dylan stands out, who is now 85 years old.For Dylan, the best thing about being eighty is that “You're no longer in a hurry to become someone and you're not haunted by what you've done.” The musician explains it best with an image: «You…
After news of the shock death of Oliver Tree emerged on Sunday (June 14), tributes have poured out from across the music industry. Melanie Martinez, who had previously dated the ‘Alone In A Crowd’ artist, shared a tribute on her Instagram story, and remembered him as a “true artist” with a “soft heart”. “Been an absolute wreck today,” she wrote. “It’s really hard to understand how someone who you once shared such a specific and formative time of your life with can all of a sudden be gone. He was so dedicated to his art which I admired and respected…
The same hat and scarf seen on the players during their Stanley Cup team photo are now available to purchase online If you purchase an independently reviewed product or service through a link on our website, Rolling Stone may receive an affiliate commission. The Carolina Hurricanes are your 2026 Stanley Cup champions. The 'Canes defeated the Vegas Golden Knights by a score of 3-0 Sunday night, winning their National Hockey League Finals series by four games to two. This was the second Stanley Cup win in the Hurricanes' history, with their first title coming 20 years ago against the Edmonton…
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The ferny Brutalist cityscape on the cover of Soli City’s Poetics of a New Estate is a fine advertisement for what’s inside: curated Copenhagen vibelessness, shorn of grit but not without a certain numinous quality. Anyone who’s heard the computer-screen fantasias of ML Buch’s Suntub or the mallsoft jazz of MK Velsorf and Aase Nielsen’s Opening Night knows on some level what to expect: spiffy ’80s guitar that twangs and ripples just this side of Don Henley’s “Boys of Summer,” a conservatory-schooled ear for arrangement, a lack of friction that belies the spookiness rumbling underneath. Less expected are the jarring…
“I'm sorry I can't talk about it,” Brian Molko tells me at the end of our chat. He is referring to the ongoing lawsuit for the insults (“fascist and racist”) aimed at Prime Minister Giorgia Meloni from the stage of the Sonic Park in Turin in 2023, for which the Placebo frontman is facing criminal proceedings initiated for the official crime of contempt of the institutions of the Republic. He risks a financial penalty and is currently being sent to trial. At this moment therefore, the group communicates, “we cannot answer any questions on the subject, as it is a…
The story of Robert Smith and his companions' return to Italy: the gentle art of resistance Daniel D`Amico for SANREMO.FM
Physics Universal Love Language, the second album by Syrian-Armenian-American singer Káryyn, is tuned to 432hz, a standard that is, according to new age adherents, more in line with the hum of the universe. Promotional materials place her music “at the intersection of sound, spirit, and physics,” which sets the barrier for entry intimidatingly high. But it’s worth waving away the palo santo smoke because in clearer air, Physics Universal Love Language is an album of immediate pleasures, lavished with sharp hooks and melodramatic flourishes readily accessible in this dimension.The positioning makes a little more sense in the context of Káryyn’s…
The first voice you hear on Sublime’s first record, 1992’s 40oz. to Freedom, belongs to Minutemen’s D. Boon. The last voice you hear on their last record, 1996’s Sublime, belongs to the Beastie Boys’ Ad-Rock. During its brief existence, the Long Beach trio treated squeaky South Bay punk and bratty white-boy hip-hop as the unlikely boundaries of their sampledelic dirtbag reggae. Though the music was caked in a house-party muck of stepped-on pizza, spilled bong water, and wetsuit sand, it was rooted in suffering and addiction—having a real bad time and trying to party through it. Put them on while…
