Here's the thing: I do not like Journey. Never did. They've always seemed a little too bubble gum-y for my taste. In my formative years in the late 1980s, when I was learning about hard rock from bands like…

Once upon a time, I was a rabid hockey fan. Thank God for tetanus shots! Seriously, though, I used live and die with the Buffalo Sabres.  And this wasn’t any bandwagon nonsense—my first favorite player was

Simplifying history is a tough pursuit, even if it’s just chronologically.  In an attempt to give modern American history linear coherence (and to give students a reason not to start drinking at noon), Niagara University assistant professor