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Rob Kemp

Joey Ramone’s Last Testament

The other night, my band played “I Wanna Be Sedated” while two preteen boys jumped around onstage in front of us, shouting the tune’s words with contagious glee. “Twenty-twenty-twenty-four hours to go / I wanna be sedated / Nothing to do, nowhere to go, oh,” they sang as they bopped, “I wanna be sedated.”

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Manhattan Music

The New Prince Is a N.E.R.D.

In 1982, popular music was often whatever Prince Roger Nelson decided it was. Twenty years later, the same can be said for Pharrell Williams and Chad Hugo, two Virginians who, under their nom de pop , the Neptunes, have produced the work of Britney Spears, Ol’ Dirty Bastard Read More

Madonna: Zero to 90′s

Madonna began the 90′s at her commercial zenith, bestriding the

world in the overweening manner common to pop-

culture colossi. She ended the decade with only that English accent as her most

detestable affectation. In between, she released some magnificent singles. Greatest Hits Vol. 2 (WEA/Warner Bros.) not only complements her first hits

compilation, The Read More

Manhattan Music

Kiss: The Yankees Of Rock?

My friend Bill hates the Yankees. Always has. But he respects them. He cannot deny their sheer tenacity. Something similar is at work with Kiss. Although greatness has never been purely a statistical matter in popular culture, it’s clear that Kiss is the greatest rock ‘n’ roll band Read More

Neil Young’s Semi-Precious mettle

Sometimes I wonder what could possibly motivate Neil Young’s association with Crosby, Stills & Nash. Even if you believe the dubious notion that those three tubs of lard (even Graham Nash is getting round in the middle these days) had anything worthwhile to offer past 1968, it’s tough to fathom why Mr. Young has recently Read More