Ever since my senior year of high school, I have taken a fascination with the Robby Hunter Band. Back in those days, Magic City Hippies was an album and not the well-rounded band existing now. Their musical concoction has not changed much, including on-brand Miami funk that incorporated bossa nova, hip hop, soul, and other delicious sonic entities into their recordings. Fast forward nine years from the Robby Hunter Band days, and the Magic City Hippies just dropped an album o

During winter break I traveled to the south for a vacation with my partner and their family. While we were passing through Kentucky, I sat in my seat gazing out the window, reading each street sign for a respite of some kind of entertainment. During my little game of “read the sign” I noticed a familiar sounding name of “Muhlenberg County, Exit 96” or something to that effect. That sounded so familiar. Where have I heard of Muhlenberg County before? It couldn’t have been som

In the wake of winter break, if you’re anything like me, you’re cursing yourself for wanting to cut free of your parents so badly and get back to the grind of essays and pompous classmates thinking they know an ounce about poetry. 2021 was a great year for me, and I’m sorry to see it go. I put my psoriasis in time out, had a great time at the radio station, and saw some of the greatest movies I’ve had the pleasure of watching since 2015. What a great year for movies this was,

To kick off my reviews of trans artists, I’ll be starting with Twompsax: a punk band based in Oakland, CA., whose purpose is to “Play music to inspire transgender people to do whatever the f*** they want.” The band consists of pro skater Cher Strauberry and three of her best friends Izzy, Tris, and Ian. I first heard Twompsax’s debut album I H8 ME in my room a couple years ago & ever since then, it has continuously fueled an anger that I’m not afraid to have anymore. It’s a s