If the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, the path to an average Maxim reader's heart is through fritos and imitation cheese. Maxim's self-effacing challenge of a 7-11-sourced cook-off shows...

Rainy days in a warm room with my guitar on a plush sofa. The gorgeous photography and focus control of this video makes me, now a Californian, miss Seattle even more.

Something between Mardi Gras and Baghdad.

Yes, this is blatant self-promotion. Don't worry, I'm putting my account on notice.

My meta-share of the day. Way to go us!

How a bunch of skaters turned an economic downturn into a skater's paradise.

Or as it ought to be, Yo Soy Hip Hop. Because it's in Cuba.

The most important dance music festival in the US has surprisingly humble roots.

A peek behind the scenes of where that 12" you just picked up came from. Long live vinyl!

Funny how answering personal questions from a stranger can be easier than from those you know.

Mark this as the first ever deep house track I've shared on fourfour. One listen and you'll agree with DJ magazine: "Album of the fortnight" ??????????

From a friend's comedy troupe Donksonology. Awkward, just how I like it.

it's hard enough to dance to idm, much less drum to it. hence, this blew me away.

Meant to be taken as a commentary on women in advertising, versus men being brilliant.

It doesn't get any more local than this.

Slightly less neon than I remember it.

The story of one of the most infamous pirate radio stations in London, and the impermeable effect it's had on the city's music fans. Fascinating.

The sound logic of this man's pursuit of happiness takes an interesting shape.

A weighting of the pros and cons of gentrification, examined by its effect on a DC suburb.