From Jeff Lorber to Richard Marx, General Hospital to Desperate Housewives, saxophonist Dave Koz has spent the last 38 years blowing all over the place in the ever-turbulent music biz.

Your humble abode is much more than a big box to put your things in, say Barry Bordelon and Jordan Slocum. In fact, "you deserve to create a truly special place to call home."

Before people discovered artists online through music-streaming platforms, UK musicians often struggled to find their foothold across the pond among American audiences. In the late 1990s to early 2000s, David Gray happened to be one of those cases.

Once upon a time not so long ago, "Jim" Boylan was one of "a group of twelve-year-old Visigoths" intent on mischief. They did normal boy stuff: setting off rockets, roughhousing, roaming, and bike-riding.

Mozart himself would have loved Seattle Opera's amazing new production of The Magic Flute. It's a combination of live orchestra, video animation with silent-movie-style titles instead of dialogue, and real live opera singers engaging with the video

Born in 1951 in small-town Iowa, Randy Shilts was his alcoholic, abusive mother's third of six sons. Frustrated and drunk, she reportedly beat Shilts almost daily when he was young; she also called him a "sissy," a name that "seemed to follow Randy

Jordana Nye, an indie musician based out of Los Angeles known professionally as Jordana, incorporates a wide range of sonic influences into her work. Her most recent project, Lively Premonition, released last October,

There's plenty to talk about regarding the 97th annual Academy Award nominations, most of it the usual hullabaloo over perceived surprises (Jeremy Strong for Best Supporting Actor! Coralie Fargeat for Best Director! Nickel Boys and

When his father is pronounced dead years after going missing in an Oregon forest, unemployed writer and stay-at-home dad Blake Lovell (Christopher Abbott) makes the trek back for the first time in 30 years, joined by his journalist wife

Once the holidays are over, you may look around you at a floor full of spent wrapping paper and sad ribbons and wonder, "What's next?"