One of the most unique parts of the Hard Rock Cafe story is Live Aid. Hard Rock was there in 1985, operating the catering tents on both sides of the Atlantic and we unearthed some photos of the day!
The lasting power of The Cure and Depeche Mode is no accident. There is something soothing about losing yourself in the swirling fog of dark wave music. Guitar pedals heavy on chorus and synth-laden atmospheres dance together in sadness and everyone looks beautiful in black. We may initially fall for its sway as disaffected teens but it remains a part of us forever. On Modern Mirror, Drab Majesty weave a hypnotic album into our imaginations with echoes of yesterday and tomorrow.
Since our first cafe opened in London on June 14, 1971, music has been our differentiator.
Love is love. As we mark the 50th anniversary of the Stonewall uprising this June, Pride month is more important than ever.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. – L.P. Hartley
Let’s get it out in the open from the outset, Whitesnake’s Flesh & Blood is a damn fine rock-n-roll record.
Poet. Guitarist. Songwriter. Publisher. Activist. Mother. Brenda Kahn’s music career stretches from the anti-folk scene of the East Village in the early 1990s to a recently published book of poetry about parenting aptly titled The Good, The Bad, And The Laundry. Along the way, Kahn recorded with her friend Jeff Buckley, played Lilith Fair multiple times, ran a website focused on women in music, and answered the call when Bob Dylan wanted her to open a show. While she may have traded the drug dealers of Avenue A for her children and a life in the countryside, Kahn’s keen eye for detail continues to serve her well.
The many roles a mother plays makes fitting all of our thank you’s into one day a year an impossible task.
Coachella weekend has come to a close and our taxes are due tonight. If you’re burning the candle trying to find a few more deductions, here is some great new music to listen to.
If The Dirt doesn’t kickstart a glam metal resurgence, it may never come. That won’t stop bands like L.A. Guns from continuing to carry the torch for the sleazy goodness of the Sunset Strip.