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Jeremy Price

MEL Magazine

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Recent:
  • Unknown
Past:
  • MEL Magazine
  • VICE
  • V13

Past articles by Jeremy:

The Mysterious Saga of ‘Bat Pussy,’ the Worst Porn Ever Made

Considered the strangest and least arousing film of all time, its origins have remained a secret — until now → Read More

'Deadpool 2' and the Science Behind Being Lucky

Even regular folks have the ability to turn good luck into a superpower of sorts. → Read More

The Secret Behind the Craziest Stunts in Action Movies

No Hollywood magic required. → Read More

V13

The Sore Losers Interview; Jan Straetemans and Cedric Maes on Creativity, Chili Dogs, and "Good Time Rock 'n' Roll"

Up-and-coming Belgian rockers The Sore Losers open up about the joy and madness of their first time on American soil. → Read More

The Extreme Sport Behind 'Black Panther's' High-Flying Fight Scenes

Nope, it's not CGI. → Read More

V13

As It Is - "okay." [Album Review]

Calling all fans of pop punk: you gotta listen to this. Coming off of a fall tour with Sum 41 and Senses Fail, British rockers As It Is will drop their sophomore album okay. on January 20th and you might wanna start counting down the days because it’s a great one. Opening track "Pretty Little Distance" is easily one of the strongest on the album, putting the "pop" in "pop punk" in the best way… → Read More

V13

Bowling For Soup Interview; Bassist Erik Chandler on Pranks, Side Projects, and the Powerpuff Girls

When Bowling For Soup recently hit the Gramercy Theater, we sat down with bassist Erik Chandler to discuss pranks, side projects, and the Powerpuff Girls. → Read More

V13

OXBOW Interview on "Sex Without Entanglement" and Why Honest Music is So Uncomfortable

Fifteen minutes after finishing the interview, the lead singer of OXBOW has me pinned to the ground backstage. I struggle to get up, to get out of his grip, but his heavily muscled, intricately tattooed frame won’t budge an inch. As the carpet beneath me rips the skin off my elbows, his forearm begins to slowly crunch into my windpipe. But for some reason, I can’t help but smile. Maybe it’s the… → Read More