Here in San Francisco everyone knows someone who’s got some sort of tech business stuff happening right now. Meetings are being made with venture capitalists in warehouse lofts, people are blogging about clouds acquiring other clouds, and the minimum-est of viable products are being made by dudes* trying to get...

“Wow them in the end, and you got a hit. You can have flaws, problems, but wow them in the end, and you’ve got a hit.” Maybe quoting the movie Adaptation doesn’t seem particularly relevant to a retrospective on the 2014 version of FYF, but ask anyone who was there...

Ed. Note: There is a timelessness to the sound of Sharon Van Etten that is both emphatic and devastating. A soulful, sensual and sorrowful candor played out a in big band (not in the swing sense, just fulsome) context as opposed to the bare armed oppression of the solo sirens...

Ed. Note: The last time we saw Tristen we were shucking oysters and sipping champagne in a hotel grotto on the outskirts of Austin. The Arcade Fire was there however, sadly, Charles and Lemon were not. Those two, we’re told, were off slowly but surely imploding in a desperate bid...