It’s 2008 and Bret Michaels is still relevant, new wave is the new emo and the money you spend on gas driving to a concert will cost you more than the actual ticket. Thankfully, a ridiculous amount of really good music has started flying out of studios from Portland, Ore., to Gothenburg, Sweden.

Ladies and gentlemen: Stop your engines! And as you leave the track, try to avoid the mangled wreckage of “Speed Racer,” Andy and Larry Wachowski’s over-glitzed, under-written and just plain annoying remake of the Saturday morning cartoon classic.

The summer movie season is here. There’s some big hitters coming, but what’s the most likely bomb?

Today, I’m spotlighting a monster movie that sneaked into theaters way back in 1990 with no fanfare and carved out a well-deserved reputation as a thrilling, chilling, funny and fun film.

Despite the carefully orchestrated hype and prerelease Internet fan frenzy, “Cloverfield” didn’t revolutionize the horror film. It didn’t break new ground in on-screen terror, and it didn’t strike a national chord the way “The Blair Witch Project” (an obvious influence) did nine years ago.

New Augustana and a two-disc reissiue for Jimmy Eat World, plus an album that will assist you in putting the young ones to sleep.

Though it begins on Christmas Eve and winds up the next morning, “The Ice Harvest” is not your typical yuletide movie. It’s a razor-sharp, pitch-black dark comedy that manages to be funny, bloody, surprising and smart.

Sometimes a silly comedy, even when it’s completely predictable, can be better than taking a gamble on those serious thriller/mysteries.

The train, it rolls on for Lynyrd Skynyrd.

Saxophonist to be awarded Harvards Arts Medal for his artistic accomplishments.

Jason Segel stars in the new movie “Forgetting Sarah Marshall,” and he can be seen weekly on the sitcom “How I Met Your Mother,” but I’ll always think of him as Nick, the lovable loser, on “Freaks and Geeks,” one of the best shows in TV history.

You’ve never heard of “Blast of Silence,” have you?

It’s that time of the week again, and what’s on tap for a Friday night movie? Unfortunately this week I’m under orders from my step-monster to see “88 Minutes” with her. That’s OK, because, you may remember, it was one to which I was looking forward.

She’s got the looks and credentials to become a star on the runway. She could earn a lucrative career in the fashion photography industry. But Sarah VonderHaar passed on both. She wanted to follow her passion of becoming a musician, and it looks like she’s made the right decision.

This is something new we're trying out. Instead of trying to review every album that comes out on a Tuesday, here's a quick list of albums recently discovered.