It was only a matter of time before Robert Fripp came out of hiding again. Notoriously reclusive, the unusual guitarist seems to disappear just when things seem to get really interesting, such as a few years ago when You May Also Like: No related posts.

by Mark Saleski Dude is wearing a porkpie hat on the cover. Dude is making “jazz face.” Dude can play his ass off. Skip right to the end and check out “CD Changer.” It’s not often that a pianist will apply so much torque to the percussive nature of theRead More

Bill Champlin discusses his contributions to Chicago, working with Toto, and how lounge-singer Robert Goulet almost got one of his gigs.

by Mark Saleski Some musicians have the ability to transcend their physical talents to put on display their thought processes, a sort of direct conduit between the hands and that mysterious inner pool of music. Or … in Keith Jarrett’s case, the lack of thought You May Also Like: KeithRead More

by Tom Johnson Who knew Low would crank things up like they did with 2005’s The Great Destroyer, their Sub-Pop debut? Were they holding back all those years, or did the label urge them to do something different? Whatever it was, it worked against every notion fans had when wordRead More