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Clayton Bailey’s World of Wonders finds a perfect home in downtown Akron.

Is your head filled with dread during the holidays? RCR can help you cope, with The Mavericks, The Crown, Blue Note jazz, meditation and full-contact bocce.

Named by Rolling Stone as one of "The 100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time," Akron native Robert Quine remains one of rock's most overlooked musicians.

A conversation with Chris Horne, proprietor of a new print magazine and website devoted to Akron music, arts and culture.

How does one discuss the Akron music scene without pissing off hordes of people? For long stretches of time, there really wasn’t much of a scene at all (unless you were willing to drive 20 miles [...]

SOUL! See you kids TONIGHT… Did YOU work on your BOOGALOO? It’s a Mashed-Potato, DO the ALLIGATOR, Summertime NORTHERN SOUL Dance CRAZE, and the kids are going NUTS! Another invitation to [...]

My dad John was a quiet and often very private man. In a different time, you’d describe him as genteel. Harvard Law grad, former Navy officer… He had the perfect temperament for a career in [...]

Here’s an idea I borrowed from a fellow music blogger: What’s the first record you ever owned? (“Kristian” described the joys of receiving Guns n’ Roses’ Appetite for Destruction as a [...]

How many of you are heading to Akron for the holidays? Actually, once you get past the startling lack of color and “fresh as the driven slush” look of our winter landscapes, this time of year has [...]

What kind of town do you live in, musically speaking? Is it classic rock, country, jazz, polka, Tuvan throat-singing? I’m not referring to the kind of music you hear on the radio. I’m talking [...]

The recent reissue of the Rolling Stones’ classic “Exile on Main St.” made me nostalgic for the days when a new Stones album was something worth arguing about… Beatles or Stones? It’s one of [...]

Akron is full of entrepreneurs. Some do their work out in the open, others operate on the fringes. My old friend Jim Rauh exists somewhere in between, so when he first talked to me about his [...]

The Cavs crashed and burned, the team’s fragile chemistry in ruins. LeBron’s making noise about leaving town. The Indians can’t hold a lead, and Asdrubal Cabrera broke his arm diving for a ball. [...]

My cousin Robert Quine was a bona fide guitar hero (number 80 on Rolling Stone’s list of “The 100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time” – right after Cliff Gallup of Be Bop a Lula fame and before [...]

My mom grew up on a farm in central Georgia. She was the youngest of 10 children, and her family spanned generations in a way that was unusual even for the Deep South. Her father, Wirt Little, [...]

Welcome to Rubber City Review.  It’s not intended to be Akron-centric, but I should probably kick things off by asking the question:  When it comes to roots-rock and other mutant forms of modern [...]