- Music Reviews
- August 5, 2021
Erstausgabe (Six Degrees Records). Review by Bob Pomeroy.
Brian Feldman and family invite Carl F. Gauze to an unstructured Chanukah celebration. On Zoom, the goyest of ALL internet sites.
Brian Feldman celebrates the holiday online.
A young man comes of age just as WW2 threatens to take over the world.
This is why I dislike the holidays.
Dublin musicians meet, fall in love, and try to crack the big time in music.
A powerful musical about race opens the newly renovated Theater West End in Sanford.
Family drama in a tiny NYC apartment explores the meaning of modern day Judaism.
A woman’s death forces a family to deal with its own misplaced priorities. That make this a comedy.
A woman struggles with mental illness and gaining acceptance as a theoretical mathematician.
Friends and family reminisce about Frank Zappa, his music, and his origins.
A-Lone Dangerous Theater, Sanford FL A-Lone Conceived and performed by Winnie Wenglewick Dangerous Theater Sanford FL We all have stories, our friends and relatives have stories, and while they intertwine to make us a society sometimes these stories get lost. Tonight’s it’s Ms. Wenglewick’s turn to tell us her stories, and we each chose a
A free form New Age band loves to jam and packs up their harp, hits the road, and parties like its 2004.
Sanders’ Truckstop and Beer Cans On The Moon (Collectors’ Choice Music). Review by Matthew Moyer.
Carl F Gauze and Orlando celebrate the Christmas Carol Season, and drag themselves into the new year, bruised but not broken.
For more than 25 years, Cheap Trick has been making irresistible power pop that has become permanently ingrained in the pop culture consciousness. Julio Diaz caught up with drummer Bun E. Carlos to discuss the band’s place in history, the secret to their longevity, and why they never attended Rock N’ Roll High School.
I can’t use a knife and fork properly. I can’t seem to make myself believe that everyone isn’t watching me eat. I can’t can’t CAN’T stand it when people crack jokes about me (I know we spend half the night making fun of Mr. Can-aa-da, but this is me we’re talking about now).