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City Girls, modern-day descendants of brassy Miami rap acts like 2 Live Crew and Trina, mythologize money, sex, and the dance floor—no time is spared on matters of the heart.
over 5 years ago
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Dominic Fike is reviving a bygone era of skate- and surf-bro rock, but he’s refracting it through the lens of modern hip-hop.
about 5 years ago
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A buzz from the bracelet is meant to impart the same message as a shoulder squeeze or a gaze across the room at a party: “I’m here, and I’m thinking about you.”
over 4 years ago
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The designer discusses her departure from the fashion company and her sometimes messy reëmergence.
over 3 years ago
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On “The Midnight Miracle,” the comedian brings his rogue sensibility to the
world of podcasting.
almost 3 years ago
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Fans may have thought that the artist’s début album would be a bawdy romp. Instead, it takes a turn toward the morose and the self-searching, Carrie Battan writes.
over 2 years ago
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The book is a sort of “Kitchen Confidential” for the grocery business, but without the drugs or rage.
over 2 years ago
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The artist is known for her intensely personal songs, but “30” is so intimate that it makes even her previous records feel a bit clinical.
over 2 years ago
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The soul singer, a Grammy Hall of Famer who’s sold a hundred million records and counting, brings more than three decades’ worth of hits to City Winery.
about 2 years ago
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The Netflix show takes the ambition and grandeur of motorsport and packages it into bite-size reality television.
about 2 years ago
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Matan Gavish, a former Israeli special-ops officer, teaches subway-self-defense classes to counter track shovings, hammer attacks, and random-violence swarms.
about 2 years ago
