Each Wednesday, Rocks Off arbitrarily appoints one lucky local performer or group "Artist of the Week," bestowing upon them all the fame and grandeur such a lofty title implies. Know a band or artist that isn't awful? Email their particulars to introducingliston@gmail.com.
Here at Rocks Off we’ve interviewed groups, we’ve interviewed singular artists, we’ve even interviewed a singular artist who referred to himself as a group, but we have never had the opportunity to interview a person
John Hughes passed away yesterday at the age of 59, and In spite of the fact he hadn't done anything of note for almost 20 years (no, Baby's Day Out does not count), he long ago secured his reputation as the director who defined 80s teen cinema. An entire generation of Americans grew up pining for Molly Ringwald and obediently self-categorizing themselves as brains, basket cases, or criminals, and lines like "No more yanky my wanky" and "They're gonna shit eggrolls" soon entered the popular vern
