Author Natalie Silver

I lived in Maui nomadically for a summer to surf, shave ice, camp and repeat in an epic attempt to find myself and escape my biggest fear: committing to a career. During this super indulgent phase of my life, I...

On January 20, 2017, the day of President Donald J. Trump’s inauguration, a group of English soccer fans released the charting single, “Hey Donald Trump, I Wanna Know Why You’re Such a Cunt,” culminatin...

Hi, my name is Natalie Silver, and I am a raging narcissist. Hi, my name is Rosie Davidowitz, and I am a raging narcissist. Hi, my name is Sofia Duarte, and I am Editor-In-Chief. Hi, we're FIDLAR, and who ...

April 5, Starline Social Club, 9:00 p.m.  Natalie— For the second time that day we ascended the dingy Starline stairwell. The first time, three hours prior, we chugged our beers minutes before the clim...

Have you ever heard of The Beatles? I hadn’t either until I googled FIDLAR to conduct research for my upcoming rant on how I got punched in the face at their Pomona show, and this band came up instead. Any...

Pomona, CA — On Feb. 25, The B-Side received an anonymous report that Sofia Duarte, one of the Editors-in-Chief of The B-Side, the premier music magazine of the number one public university in the world,...

A message from Rosie & Natalie, your Curators of Experience: Before reading this piece, please recite after us: “I will not take this piece seriously. I will take these words with a grain of salt. I wil...

KAMAU is your first name? Yes. Does it mean anything? Quiet Warrior. Do you think that’s what you are? I think I am what I am. * * * September 22 was a sunny Friday afternoon on a strangely subdued Sp...

It’s kind of like being a 13-year-old who was dragged to Sunday mass….or a frequenter at sex addicts anonymous meetings… or a customer at Berkeley’s iconic adult emporium Good Vibrations... or an inmate...

In a sense, he and I were not so different. Sure … one of us had sagging gauges, a belligerently drunk wife, and the stale breath of 50 years of cigarettes on his lips. One of us stood out among the rest o...

Barracuda was written out of absurd circumstances. When an industry sleazeball in Heart's dressing room insinuated that lead singer Ann Wilson and her sister, Nancy, were lovers, Wilson retaliated by writing....

On February 12, Donald J. Trump, blubbering rocker who is recognized by less than half of the American population as "their president," and his boy band of puppets — together known as the Sad Hombres — drop...

Cloaked in an oversized leopard coat and matching pants, Ms. Lauryn Hill clutched the microphone and turned the name of our town into a song of its own. “Berkeley,” she wailed deep into a cover of Nina S...

I do not have a shrine in my room. But is my wall -- plastered with a poster of the much younger, much hotter, and much more stoned version of this nation’s president -- a place of casual worship? Absolute...

A large, wrinkled, slightly trembling hand, decorated with, like, 19 rings and black sparkly nails, crept from my periphery and into my direct line of vision holding a fat blunt about eight inches from my ...