Former Smiths guitarist Johnny Marr delighted fans at Auckland's Powerstation last night, before bringing out a special Kiwi guest for the encore.

Apparently there's only two things you have to know in life: when to hold 'em and when to fold 'em. I have learned that I do not know the appropriate timing for either of these things.

It starts just like the good old days. With a throbbing beat giving way to glitchy hooks and silky vocals, Sometimes I Feel So Deserted entices you to jump around like their late-90s classics Out of Control and Let Forever Be.

The past decade or so has come to be known as the "golden age" of television.

This being his fourth visit in eight years and his biggest show here yet, it would seem Ryan Adams is still making new friends in these parts.

Paul Casserly gives the run down on the first episode of the new lifestyle TV show Kiwi Living.

Last night the electronic duo went out with a bang at The Studio in Auckland.

Ever wonder where all the post-emo scene kids ended up? At Twenty One Pilots' sold out Auckland show, of course.

Retro-soul has been tapping into our nostalgia for a more stylish era, and capturing many ears across the globe for a good decade now, so this record by 25-year-old Texan native Leon Bridges ain't breaking any new ground.

The last time shirtless guys in their 20s showed off their Maori tats at the beach was on The GC. Here's another semi-local show, a little under the radar, a little weirder and darker.

If you are searching out a gift for that opera-loving friend who has everything, this new Deutsche Grammophon boxed set should fit the bill.

You won't find Miguel in the gossip mags. You won't see him cavorting with supermodels. And you won't catch him courting controversy on TMZ.

Non-comedian guests deliver some golden moments on Jaquie Brown's otherwise lacklustre new game show, writes Alex Casey.

The dancers went all out to impress the judges, with new looks, X-Men haircuts and, for Jay-Jay Harvey, a raunchy cheerleading outfit. But did it pay off?

There came a moment towards the end of Thursday night's concert when Julia Deans was thanking the audience for coming, and warmly added "If there's anyone rich in the audience who would like to help us take this show on a world tour."

She's one of New Zealand's favourite musical personalities, always lively and a little bit cheeky.

As the last season of True Detective taught us: time is a flat circle. TV shows will end, and TV shows will return - for better or worse.

She's the girl next door who has made a career out of being likeable and down to earth, but Sandra Bullock couldn't wait to sink her teeth into something nasty.

From Colin Craig in the sauna, to Neil Finn's calves going global and Wellington's tunnel pooper, Newsworthy's first five days have been very odd indeed.

Last Saturday, Rumon Gamba presided over the tense finale of the Michael Hill International Violin Competition, impressing with his individual and alert musical support for two competitors who had opted for the Sibelius Concerto.

They still made it down under despite suffering a pyro accident just days ago. But could 5 Seconds of Summer still bring the heat? Rachel Bache was there.

Beautiful beyond belief, an exotic Caribbean flock, the dancers are spectacularly talented and drawn from a nation "born to dance".

It's in Campbell's Live old spot and is surely the cheapest reality show on air right now. But is Come Dine With Me actually a genius move by TV3?

A kid ate hash brownies on Shortland Street this week. This can only mean one thing: the whacky winter season is well and truly under way.

The dancing ‘soldier boys’ perfectly translate human strength and fragility in the war, writes Bernadette Rae.

A man with a bomb for a head cradling a baby. A human puppet controlled by chains. A war machine coming apart at the seams. And a cartoon rocket smiling as it drops bombs disguised as teeth.

The promos aired for weeks, showing people - some short, some disfigured, some in wheelchairs - all united by their desire to find love.

This miniature portrait of a girl running away from her troubled mother evokes a lot of short words. Red Leap Theatre's Dust Pilgrim opens in a bleak desert dystopia.

Creepy and strange goings-on in new mystery/thriller series keep the cliffhangers coming for Karl Puschmann.