Jeff Vrabel

“One does not wait to face Helio in competition. One simply enters a location where Helio is already competing.”

Of the food options at IMS, one vendor stated, “People get them for their dogs.”

His last stops in Indy featured video screens, two dozen costume changes and the 501st Legion of costumed Stormtroopers; this one found him and his band seated unplugged-style in the Palladium’s elegant confines.

Despite the occasional name association, “cabaret” does not mean strip club. Although when they announced the new space, the Cabaret did receive an inquiry from an exotic dancer who wanted to audition.

Don’t think of it as cheering for Purdue, but for the American space program. Do you hate the moon?

Jason Isbell: as bulletproof as concerts get.

“Looks like a great lineup, just needs more Buffett.”

We’ll have whatever he’s drinking.

This group has been cranking out NPR-approved bangers for more than 20 years.

“What is on the other side of the edge of the universe?”

Newfields lights up the corner of 38th Street & Michigan.

Gregory Porter’s rich, sturdy baritone is filed under jazz in large part because singers have to be called something; those “genre” fields don’t fill themselves out, people. It’s true that Porter won exceedingly deserved jazz vocal Grammys for 2017’s Take Me to the Alley and 2014’s Liquid Spirit (and odds are pretty good on a […]

We would have taken more photos, but cameras were strictly forbidden. So here we are with an old-fashioned concert review.

First things first: It is futile to resist the first 45 minutes of the tour marking the 30th anniversary of U2’s The Joshua Tree, a nine-song block of monolithic power so expansive and relentless that it’s profoundly insane to put it at the beginning of a concert. This is a show that schedules “Pride (In […]

As a pizza place, it was a pizza place. But the main attraction at the old Paramount Music Palace was a massive Wurlitzer organ—with extra cheese.