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Columbia Records saw Terry Riley's "In C," now rereleased for his ninetieth birthday, as a perfect anthem for the psychedelic Zeitgeist, but the mainstream couldn't contain the composer's utopian energies for long.

The first year of the magazine's movie writing included proto-auteurist criticism, gossip, and a large dose of Charlie Chaplin.

A special nod to celebrate a centenary of cultural coverage.

What should we make of the recent onslaught of stories from the stars?

Music writers were once known for being much crankier than the average listener. What happened?

Short reviews of recent releases.

"Eat, Pray, Love" was a huge hit in part because readers imagined they could be like its author. Her new book, "All the Way to the River," shows how dubious that notion was.

A new wave of excellent spots, such as Santo Taco and Tacos 1986, has transformed the landscape.

The "entertainer" Kareem Rahma discusses Kamala Harris's missed opportunity on his show, meeting Andrew Cuomo, and why disagreement is more fun.

Twenty years after Hurricane Katrina, I've left the city that raised me.