Have you seen a lot of women wearing black turtlenecks and tiny sunglasses lately? They might have been inspired by Ryan Murphy’s latest television offering, FX’s Love Story: John F. Kennedy Jr. & Carolyn Bessette.

Last week, The Atlantis welcomed a pink haired angel to grace its halls with insane guitar solos, a fiery drum line, and some sweet sweet melodies.

Love him or hate him, everyone knows Harry Styles; and for most, he’s best known not for who he is now, but for who he once was.

Wonder Woman has always been in a strange, diminished position; the character has never been allowed to shine the way she could. She is in the core Trinity of DC Comics—alongside Superman and Batman—yet she is constantly relegated to the sidelines in favor of her male counterparts.

There was no phone in sight at the Lincoln Theatre, where amber lights cast a warm, intimate glow. Watching John Andrews & The Yawns and Alice Phoebe Lou perform, I felt like I’d been let into the inner workings of their hearts. John Andrews took the stage in a baseball cap and beat-up Converse, casually admitting he’d been watching Danny DeVito Batman clips backstage. His voice was deeply comforting, accompanied only by an acoustic guitar and electric piano he alternated bet

On Tuesday, audiences got to play house with Perfume Genius. Emerging from stage right, project leader Mike Hadreas and husband and collaborator Alan Wyffels seemed to forget the audience in front of them

It’s been five years since my first LANY show, but five years does nothing to the way a LANY concert feels as the summer air starts to settle in.

This story starts with Storey Littleton. She has both hands occupied tuning her guitar to the different keys of each song, and in the midst of her plucking, I am encapsulated by her dress. A dress that mirrors the sun hitting the stained glass of Dahlgren Chapel with each sway to the beat of the melody and a statement piece I would definitely consider an “insane find” at the local thrift.

If you can count on any artist to hype up a crowd with something as simple as the spinning cat meme or spelling out his own name, it would be bbno$.

There’s really no way to follow up an album like Brat.