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Say what?

Good news for perplexed suburbanites: a new site called  lets experienced rap interpreters explain difficult urban slang to hip-hop neophytes.
The Big Hurt: A chat with Bill Buckholz of
By DAVID THORPE  |  April 10, 2009

The worst word

Then it happens: you look up at the TV screen and see Bono, the lead singer of U2, step up to the podium to accept a statuette for recording the Best Alternative Music album. "We shall continue to abuse our position," he says, "and fuck up the mainstrea
How F**K became our top taboo term -- and why we need it to stay that way
By TIMOTHY GOWER  |  April 03, 2009

Devotion to unholy creed

Some of my readers have a warped view of my political bent.
Al Daimon insists he ain't a right-wing jerk. Really.
By AL DIAMON  |  March 11, 2009

In name only

All the shame. None of the fun.
Politics and other mistakes
By AL DIAMON  |  December 26, 2007

The wit and wonder of Rhode Islandese

Just a few weekends ago, I overheard someone describe the Rhode Island accent as “between Boston and New York.”
Not for nothin’, but you can tahk like a Vo Dilunduh  
By JOHNETTE RODRIGUEZ  |  September 05, 2007

Engine of dreams

Reviews of Tatyana Tolstaya are stuffed with adjectives that strain to capture the vigorous joy of her prose or the terrible engine of her imagery.
Tatyana Tolstaya lives up to her name
By DANA KLETTER  |  April 10, 2007


Poetic license

For generations, moony adolescents have stoked their feelings of being sensitive and misunderstood by moping around reading poetry.
Carla Bruni’s No Promises
By CHARLES TAYLOR  |  February 20, 2007

Bay Area beats

Although Oakland’s hyphy movement got its name from a bastardization of the word “hyper,” at this point that could just as easily stand for “hype.”
Is hyphy hip-hop’s next big thing?
By MATTHEW GASTEIER  |  February 19, 2007

Dying breeds

Chekhov insisted that his final masterpiece, The Cherry Orchard , was a comedy and fumed at Stanislavsky’s having his characters suffer through their fraying existences at the pace of a Robert Wilson opus.
The Cherry Orchard , The Women , Summer and Smoke
By CAROLYN CLAY  |  September 27, 2006

Lovely lad

The 20-year-old genius frontman of the UK’s hottest band sounds just as you’d expect for a cross-continental phoner late into day four of a long tour. I Bet You Look Good on the Dance Floor (Demo)
Arctic Monkeys' Alex Turner submits to our inquisition
By JON GARELICK  |  June 10, 2006

Lucky Number Slevin

“It all starts with a horse,” begins wheelchair-bound Mr. Goodkat (Bruce Willis), describing a “Kansas City shuffle” — hipster slang for elaborate misdirection, this film’s MO.
Just another Pulp Fiction wannabe
By BRETT MICHEL  |  April 05, 2006