Mark Beech

Haim’s debut album, released after months of hope and hype, isn’t quite what we expected.

It has taken 20 years.

The world of newspaper journalism has a language all its own.

Phoebe Waller-Bridge. As “Private Eye” might say, “crazy name, crazy girl.”

Eminem is blasting back. He’s a rebel without a clue. And boy, is he furious.

A barbecue restaurant with only 30 seats and no reservations is the best-value menu in London in the new Zagat Survey.

Seamus Heaney, an Irish poet who won the Nobel Prize for Literature, died today at the age of 74.

Dracula, Frida Kahlo and Lady Gaga are our (non-related) choices for London this weekend.

A new Bob Dylan song: It’s called “Pretty Saro.” Delicate acoustic guitar. Dylan’s voice, so often wrecked or croaky, is here crooning, even appealing.

Lady Gaga’s new single “Applause,” rushed out a week early after Internet leaks, jumps from the speakers like a disco dancer pumped up with vodka Red Bull.

“D’yeh do the Facebook thing?” is the opening question of “The Guts,” Roddy Doyle’s new novel.

Record companies are on the hunt for women stars. Adele, Taylor Swift, Lana Del Rey and Pink have been outselling many of their male counterparts.