I imagine Charlottesville’s 1980s indie rock braintrust as a scene like the salons of Paris after World War I, where ambitious young artists met in smoke-filled rooms to discuss the importance of their work. To this imaginary gathering Stephen Malkmus (later of Pavement) arrives by skateboard and launches into a treatise on the role of […]

The music of Bruce Hornsby, who plays with his band The Noisemakers at the Pavilion this week, is undergoing something of a resurgence of interest thanks in no small part to critically lionized songwriter Justin Vernon, of Bon Iver. Vernon’s self-titled new album borrows a couple of tricks from early in Hornsby’s career—glistening piano work, throaty vocals, throbbing percussion—and has critics speculating whether we’re in for the resurgence of “dad music.”