By: Brian Berger

He played unique variations on the art-life dialectic.

By: Brian Berger

An inspired, slurry vocalist of darkness and wit.

By: Adam McGovern

The archetypal brand of the iconic mass-culture chanteuse.

By: Brian Berger

From his 1956 debut album onward, his sound was unique.

By: Devin McKinney

Rock’n’roll and soul infused with humor, gravity, and sex.

By: Mark Kingwell

His horn rendered a neurotic Scott Fitzgerald beauty in sound.

By: Tor Aarestad

“We are Northern white crap that talks back.”

By: Adam McGovern

Most pop is escapism; this is sanctuary.

By: Tor Aarestad

Rollins is CEO, “Henry Rollins” is his product, plenitude is the priority.

By: Lynn Peril

He knew a thing or two about what grown-up women want.

By: Brian Berger

His speed, touch, range and daring were unrivaled.

By: Adam McGovern

He skims the event-horizon of listenable music and bearable emotion.

By: Adam McGovern

He colonized and abandoned serial worlds of sound and sexuality.

By: Greg Rowland

He pushed the Hammond’s delicacy and dirt the furthest.

By: Tor Aarestad

A Pat-Benatar-loving Linda Blair gone to seed?