This year, artists playing Coachella had a week to kill in between their two festival sets. We spent one lovely morning lazing around Santa Monica with Neon Indian’s Alan Palomo. Warning: tacos were consumed.
Forgive this one: Ciara is like the Bernie Sanders of R&B. Her mononym (and title of her previous album) for once reflect a keep-it-simple-stupid ethos rather than a desire to hear it in households, which for Cici is medium at best. After allegedly philandering ex-fianceé Future excreted one of the most ill-advised diss tracks ever,… More »