Misha mansoor

Cradle Of Filth’s corpsepainted frontman on his skate punk roots, exploding basketballs, and 11th-century ghosts

HE VOLUNTEERS IT within 10 minutes of meeting me. “People either love me or fucking hate me, put every ounce of belief into me or don’t believe [in] me whatsoever,” he says, sounding more bullish than

THE AMERICAN DREAM is a simple one: if you work hard and are dedicated, eventually good things come your way. This is the myth we tell ourselves, whether you are a plumber, a lawyer or a band member.

THIS BUSINESS OF naming a band can be a tricky thing — and a little silly sometimes. Greta Van Fleet guitarist Jake Kiszka and Ida Mae guitarist Chris Turpin racked their brains trying to come up with

PROLIFIC SONGWRITER BOB Mould is a reluctant generational icon. Sure, he’s proud of his musical accomplishments and realizes he has been a major inspiration for a wide range of mainstream acts, includ

SEEMINGLY OUT OF nowhere, the Darkness swooped out of Suffolk, England, and onto the international music scene in 2003 with their high-voltage debut, Permission to Land. At a time when hipster bands i