Ninety Feet, Nine Inches, Year Zero

Sun-Times music critic Jim Derogatis braves a wild April snowstorm and heads to Cleveland to learn more about Nine Inch Nails’ frontman Trent Reznor’s love for music and baseball Trent Reznor takes a long drag from his cigarette before pausing to take a gulp of watery coffee on a cold afternoon in Cleveland. He’s well […]

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We Are Who Ozzie Thought We Are

OK, this is the only time I’m going to say this, unless you ask me again, and then you’re going to get a little Ozzie in your life where you didn’t think it’d fit. That (garbage)head Steve Phillips and his (garbage)-eating grin know this. That no-good redneck Brandon McCarthy and his big as (stuff) head […]

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Tangled Up In Royal Blue

I can’t believe I’ve been here for almost 12 years. It’s all I can do to go into work sometimes. I mean, if it weren’t for the things that I hated about my job, it would be the greatest job in the world, right? In that sense, I’m no different than anyone else. I’m just […]

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