This is a good time for local music. From a fan's vantage point, albums have been dropping left and right. It's hard to find artists willing to take the time to write a solid full-length album rather than have five great tracks and seven fillers. For local musicians, step your game up. You may think you're doing well, but the Tontons' self-titled album raises the bar so high, only an "A" game can hope to compete.
Let's get something straight: No single song on the quartet's first full-len
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
