Paul Rogers

ROONEYat the Roxy, October 5 For many in this chiefly teen-gal crowd, tonight was a done deal: Rooney are their still-accessible heartthrobs, the giggle-and-swoon guys who can do no wrong. And this hip ‘n’ handsome quintet with a modelingacting pedigree are walking on air: The Roxy is scalping-level sold-out (not......

Huddling with Tape in their cramped dressing room at the Troubadour is like wearing a coiled spring: Within the hour they’ll ambush the stage downstairs, beguiling and befuddling with their mongrel melding of My Bloody Valentine‘s sculpted noise, At the Drive-In’s oblique sonic architecture and the darkly sexual atmospherics of......

Photo by Larry Hirshowitz Labor Day in Hollywood’s sleepy back streets and the sky is full of helicopters. In an elementary-school yard, an LAPD trailer has appeared; rows of motorcycle officers straddle their idling machines, incongruous against children’s murals. Approaching the crossroads of Selma and Schrader, there are suddenly teenagers......

The Cult‘s Ian Astbury never set out to be a rock icon: “I was just walking down the street one day and someone said, ’D‘you wanna join our band?’” the singer recalls in a thick northern English accent. “I was just a kid following Adam and the Ants and Crass......

For the best part of three decades, Hollywood has been infested with skinny young guys with low-slung guitars cranking out brazen rock & roll. Peaking with Guns N’ Roses‘ late-’80s explosion, the popularity of this most primal of genres has waxed and waned, but it‘s never gone away. Commercial success,......