Music

The Replacements are a really, really great band: Hazlitt contributors investigate. 

The author of Trouble Boys, a new book about The Replacements, on creation myths, serendipitous reporting and opening on a funeral.

From R. Kelly to Bill Cosby, sexual abuse by public figures is often ignored by fans in order to keep the illusion of what they create alive. 

The rapper may be off in another dimension, but he's a realist. And realism is messy.

Following allegations of abuse, we often have conversations about “separating art from the artist.” But what if said art helped you through your own assault?

Bowie was the one who alerted me to pop as a medium, its shimmering fields of plastic. Even his most mercenary projects were sincere in the gesture’s moment.

Bowie was a suave enigma who never quite cared about connecting—it hardly seems appropriate to mourn him as a flesh and blood human being. Yet the music he leaves behind has a life of its own.

Epic death is too good for us.

Credit has always been a nebulous idea in the world of hip-hop.