This city has its share of hacks who call themselves pop songwriters, those who maliciously rhyme "bad" with "sad" and "love" with "above" (when they should be rhyming it with "shove"). It's sad, and it makes us feel bad. But others understand and appreciate a good rhyme-turn, and one of the best hasn't gotten nearly his due, mainly because he seldom plays out anywhere other than Borders and, until last year, was saddled with an all-consuming... More >>>