Short-bearded, blue-jeaned Rajan Krishnaswami is seated on the stage in the empty hall embracing his cello like a lover. Fingers flash along the finger board; his arm draws the bow incisively over the ...

If any one-woman band can eclipse the delightfully volatile presence of Steve Albini and his stature in the annals of Amerindie rock and scrumptious food bloggery, it’s the cerebral and dissonant ...