Glorious esolang where programs can be written as power-ballads, e.g.:

A poetic number literal begins with a variable name, followed by the keyword is, or the aliases was or were. As long as the next symbol is not a reserved keyword, the rest of the line is treated as a decimal number in which the values of consecutive digits are given by the lengths of the subsequent barewords, up until the end of the line. To allow the digit zero, and to compensate for a lack of suitably rock'n'roll 1- and 2-letter words, word lengths are parsed modulo 10. A period (.) character denotes a decimal place. Other than the first period, any non-alphabetical characters are ignored.

• Tommy was a lovestruck ladykiller initialises Tommy with the value 100

The David Bowie song, covered by Commander Chris Hadfield aboard the International Space Station. I'm pretty jaded this days but this is one of the most wonderful things I have ever seen.

Got a song stuck in your head? Replace it with another [probably worse] one.

A new perversion from the authors of the Silence of the Lambs musical.

How the music industry is ruining their music.

The idea is to be able to make instrumental sounds by typing onomatopoeic words.

Software now available.

The concept: instead of instruments, the band plays naked women. (Poor taste, but the drum kit is hilarious.)

Answer: not much. The only surprising thing is that they predicted a huge response.

(MeFi's lumensimus, quoted out of context.)

Hooray! (Has it really been three years?!)

[T]he results showed said it was possible to discover clues about what people were like simply from the music they liked.

Almost 38 percent of hip hop devotees and 29 percent of dance music fans were more likely to have had more than one sexual partner in the last five years compared to just 1.5 percent of country music fans.

Not such a surprise, given that most people I've seen "dancing" to hip-hop are already having sex by some definitions, and a night out for a dance music fan involves a seething mass of drunk/drugged friends jumping up and down together in a darkened room. An opera fan, by contrast, will be sitting next to Great Aunt Millicent and watching a fat man in a penguin suit; that this is less likely to lead to a passionate encounter is actually something of a relief.

This has everything I want in a music site. It's just about perfect. Tags, so albums are well-classified and easy to find more of; preview or full play on an in-browser player (including the ability to play all the albums on a page of search results -- instant radio); downloads via BitTorrent in either MP3 or Ogg Vorbis; comments; search by license/restrictions; a huge variety of RSS feeds to keep up with new music... And best of all, more than half of the dozen or so albums I listened to were worth actually having. After five minutes I'm in love.

Also, Piracy Is Wrong, but there's a Megaupload link here.

Just pimping my sister. No, wait, that came out wrong...

It's a bit like Kid A with those obsolete meatspace instruments torn out... Not bad.

Yes!

HELSINKI, Finland — They have eight-foot retractable latex Satan wings, sing hits like "Chainsaw Buffet" and blow up slabs of smoking meat on stage. So members of the band Lordi expected a reaction when they beat a crooner of love ballads to represent Finland at the Eurovision song contest in Athens, the competition that was the springboard for Abba and Celine Dion.

But the heavy-metal monster band did not imagine a national identity crisis.

It's no surprise that a lot of people hate the band, and "Hard Rock Hallelujah" is a terrible song, but they're the only reason I'm going to watch Eurovision. Hellraiser, the musical!