Remember when bands cared about albums as an art form? Instead of
slapping together a dozen tracks because, hey, they'll just end up on
everyone's iPod shuffle anyway, musicians considered how their songs
might congeal as a whole or form some sort of dram

In the early morning hour of January 3rd . . . (a Saturday) actor/playwright Sam Shepard was pulled over by police officers in Normal, Illinois. The author of True West and A Lie of the Mind was going 46 miles per hour at the time—roughly 10 miles per hour over the speed limit. This in and of itself was no big deal. The fact that his blood alcohol content was rumored to be something like 0.175. Drunken driving is, of course, a pretty serious offense and nothing to be taken lightly even if it’s a lot more commonplace than it should be. Oddly enough, though, drunken driving doesn’t seem entirely out of place for Shepherd. The talented actor/playwright seems like the type of guy who would be drinking in Illinois on his way back to his home in Kentucky from Michigan. I’m not sure why. A strange bit of trivia that I can’t quite get my mind around is the fact that Shepherd was driving something as unromantic as a Chevy Blazer when he got pulled over. FOR some reason I have difficulty picturing Shepherd driving something like that. An old Volkswagen . . . a Lincoln Continental . . . even a beat-up, old Ford pick-up I could accept, but a Chevy Blazer? For some reason, that’s just a little too strange . . .
and why 46 miles per hour? . . .

Elvis Costello's frequent collaborator T-Bone Burnett produced Secret, Profane & Sugarcane,
an Americana-inflected album working with country and folk traditions
for images of sawdust floors set to mandolin and fiddle. Costello
intended one s
You wouldn’t expect to find T-bone and sirloin dinners at a place with stool seating and a location next to a shop hawking cell phones and cigarettes. But one of the city’s most evocatively named eateries, ZaZa Steak & Lemonade (4919 W. Capito
The enduring fantasy of older men is that a gorgeous
young woman will fall in love with them, find them sexually arousing
and long to imbibe their wisdom while sitting at their feet. That
fantasy is the spring driving Woody Allen's often-hilarious f
Away We Go, a droll comedy-cum-drama by director Sam Mendes (American Beauty),
perceptively explores the lives of more-or-less ordinary 30-somethings
lost in a world without much meaning. Verona (Maya Rudolph) and Bu


