There’s No “shame” in Being Present
The one where the trade-off for forgetting my memory card was getting reacquainted with the reason why music is so vital right now.
Show Recaps
The Hardcore Friends We Made Along the Way
A night celebrating what Music Jawn is all about: the intersection of community and music in the city we call home.
A Trip to Honolulu-on-The-Schuylkill
For the second year in a row, Local Honeymoon brought the Aloha Christmas spirit to (an unseasonably cold) Philadelphia.
PICK IT UP! Goldfinger Gives Philly a Ska-Punk Christmas
The legendary, record-breaking Southern California band celebrated the holiday season with a sold-out show at Union Transfer.
Carpark Records Fêtes 25 Years with Speedy Ortiz & Phoebe Rings
Performances from folk-pop duo @ and Dylan Baldi completed the evening at Johnny Brenda's.
Saturday Night's Alright
Martha Foundry and Death, By Snu Snu lead a soulful post-Thanksgiving Saturday night at Kung Fu Necktie, warming up Philadelphia from the blistering cold with a blend of buttery tunes and alternative jams that go down like musical hot chocolate.
“None of You Bitches Can Compete”
How Die Spitz and Babe Haven took Philly to church, chewed us up, and lovingly spit us out.
Adventure Lost Celebrates the Release of "You Better Watch Your Back" at KFN
The show at Fishtown's Kung Fu Necktie also featured performances from Lydia Blair and Loose Panic
Never Enough (Brotherly) Love
Turnstile (along with hometown heroes Mannequin Pussy and Australian hardcore band Speed) delivered a nonstop, love-fueled onslaught at the Skyline Stage in September that proved punk’s heart is louder—and more alive—than ever.
Celebrating 50 Years of "Rocky Horror" With an All-Star Cast of Philly Musicians
"Mocky Horror" returns to Philadelphia's Ruba Club for the second year in a row
"No Hard Feelings" – Unless You Missed This Show
The Beaches show a sold-out Union Transfer the power in being "The Last Girls at the Party."
FIELD TRIP: Garbage celebrate their "Happy Ending" at the Brooklyn Paramount.
Three decades on, they’re still pouring their misery down — and we’re still screaming it right back.