Electronic music is not generally considered to be very powerful. There’s a beat that you are supposed to dance to when it comes up, probably with jump-and-fist-pump combinations. There are few or no words, and it’s quite repetitive. Trance music is kind of like techno. However, there are a few key differences. First, beats don’t drop.

Lady Gaga released her second studio album, “Born This Way,” this past May, but up to this day she has been under fire for her use of uncensored sexuality, extreme messages, religious symbolism and overall obscurity in her music videos.

So the title pulled you in, and I have just one favor to ask. Please just read this article. Yes, I am a guy; yes, I am in college; and yes, I watch the Disney Channel.

Yes, I’m defending Megan Fox, the 23-year-old sex symbol/actress who has been impossible to avoid these past few months.

I’ll admit, my first reaction to screamo crunk was abject horror. The next in a series of crossover genres (although, really, who thought nu-metal and rap-rock were good ideas?), screamo crunk combines the lyrical themes and liberal Auto-Tune usage of crunk with the trademark shrieking vocals of screamo.

There’s nothing quite like a song-and-dance number at the end of a comedy. Personally, I go into every comedy expecting one, craving one. The kicked-up heels, the synchronized dancing, I […]

Sometimes, a reaction says it all; incredulous looks and a sharp, collective inhalation of breath were enough to convince me that I’d hit on something important when I announced my plan to defend the vastly underrated ’90s boy-band trio LFO.

Over the past few weeks, it has become quite trendy to hate the new Facebook layout. From the dozens of invitations I’ve received to groups like “1,000,000 AGAINST THE NEW FACEBOOK LAYOUT!” and “SCRAP THE NEW FACEBOOK LAYOUT! (If it ain’t broke, don’t ‘fix’ it!)” to always-eloquent status updates like “John is NEW FACEBOOK SUCKS lol,” it seems that this is the new hot issue.

Just like apple pie and cheddar cheese or wayward flies and eccentric scientists (or Jeff Goldblum and anything, really), rap and rock were long banished to live in awesome, but separate, worlds.