Every year, late December brings cold weather, rampant consumerism, recreational gluttony, and — thankfully —. It's an SF Food Bank benefit that draws the city's drinking classes out of their wintry caves for a night of merrymaking, liquid cheer, and...

A number of years back, some bright Matador exec came up with the title ‘Singles Going Home Alone’ for a proposed compilation album of the label’s early one-off, long out of print singles (Mark Eitzel, Chain Gang, The Schramms, The Pastels, Fire In The...

Eitzel —the mopey, monobrow'd, miserablist maverick best known for moaning his bleakly-funny barfly's tales in American Music Club— has made two totally stunning albums in a career otherwise categorised by chronic underachievement. One of them is AMC's...

Their girlfriends didn't even want to come to gigs; they preferred Jane's Addiction and Nirvana. The band were a glorified hobby; members tending to day-jobs, Kozelek considering calling it quits. Then, fate intervened. Mark Eitzel —a songsmith who...