Bands, beer, and boobs. It's ComFest time.

Listening to DeVotchKa is like careening around in a chariot fueled by chutzpah. 

Watching a favorite band perform live is wondrous. Seeing a favorite band that broke up and got back together for a reunion show is soul shifting. 

June is finally here. We just announced the lineup for the Goodale Park Music Series. 

We celebrated the sacred national holiday known as Record Store Day by visiting four independent music stores on North High Street.

I’m a little obsessive about my favorite musicians. 

I recently ventured to the Grandview Library to hear local author David Meyers speak about the history of music in Columbus. 

Last month, Sade released Soldier Of Love, her first studio album in 10 years. The ponytailed and ear-hooped goddess with a knack for penning love songs that apply to people with pulses has proven that, at 51 years old, she’s still got it. 

130 bands on eight stages are bound to create some memories.

After interviewing several New Orleans musicians about life before and after “the storm,” I learned that camaraderie and creativity emanate from great strife.

Yesterday was the second annual Independents’ Day downtown at the corner of Gay Street and Pearl Alley. 

I recently participated in a media panel for the Columbus Sound Project Symposium at the OSU Urban Arts Space. 

Nothing beats a sweaty Friday night filled with anticipation and musical therapy. 

Yesterday was the fourth annual Here Comes Your Weekend Parking Lot Blowout at the Surly Girl Saloon. It also was the rainiest day of the year. 

ComFest starts tomorrow. Here are my picks.

Something funny has been taking place at my neighborhood Giant Eagle. 

Nothing feels better than a sincere brand.