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But while “Beyoncé” means “cataclysmically beautiful” to me, her name has a few other meanings to the other humans who scribble and scrabble around the Internet. Forgive them, Beyoncé!

"I took my love. Took it down," she began softly. I couldn't make sense of all the words she was singing, but her lusty voice just cascaded over every note. The experience was almost spiritual; everything else faded away.

For his second solo album in 1984, former Eagle Don Henley put away the twang of his former band and embraced the synthesizer. The result, Building The Perfect Beast, placed multiple singles on the charts and even made the poker-faced Henley an unlikely MTV star.

This week's Baker's Dozen highlights 13 albums from the 1970s that often go unmentioned when discussing the best music from the decade.

Pain Teens sounded like Texas. The band took the tape manipulations, decontextualized vocal samples, and motorik beat of industrial music and wed it to something uniquely Texan: fuzz guitar psychedelia.

With Norah Jones' The Fall, there may be a few more guitars and drums tossed into the mix this time around in the place of her piano, but this is still music that attempts to resonate without ever getting in your face.

Unless you’ve been living under a rock lodged beneath a boulder, I don’t think I need to explain who Simon Cowell is; he makes substantially more public appearances than the Yeti.

The recent release of OOIOO's sixth studio album Armonico Hewa represents fresh evidence, if anybody needs it, that Yoshimi P-We's all-woman noise outfit is more than a Boredoms side project.

I had no business dating my husband when I did. I was coming off a long stretch of crazy with a different guy--and I was feeling pent up and rebellious. But he was up for it, so...

Join us as we tinker with some of the key moments in the history of rock and roll and detail what could have been had what actually happened never happened at all.

The recent news that the brothers Gallagher had severed ties, yet again, got this reviewer to thinking about the time when Oasis was known for more than just bickering and onstage meltdowns.

The problem with so many recent Weezer albums is that they tend to have a killer single or two that remind us why Rivers Cuomo is a genius, surrounded by auto-pilot power pop that leaves you wanting less...

Initially I thought I'd compile a bright playlist of songs about the sun to help combat the blahs that's sure to inflict many of us this fall and winter...

It’s been a long time since I listened to, watched, or bathed in the bodily secretions of GWAR. Yet it’s hard to forget the ultra-theatrical, uber-juvenile, wet-and-splashy antics of the band that called KISS’s showmanship and raised it by multiple decapitations and several buckets of blood.