I need help! My son Griffin Wallace Higgs was diagnosed with cancer at 18. He died in Nov 2025. He was 28. In addition to arranging his funeral, closing his bank accounts, transferring his assets, cancelling his cell phone and myriad other tasks no parent should have to think about I have been trying to deal with @Ticketmaster to get the @foofighters tickets he purchased months ago. I have the order number for the 4 tickets he purchased. I have a letter from a lawyer saying I’m his next of kin. Ticketmaster refuses to access the tickets. They are essentially stealing from his estate. If the bank withheld his account and money it would be fraud. @Ticketmaster told me to get a lawyer. This cannot be the process. This cannot be just. Someone please help. All that remains now is for his brothers to enjoy this concert at @Rogers_Stadium leaving his seat empty in his honour. Someone? Anyone? Has anyone had to deal with this insanity while grieving? @CBCCanada
In Texas, A 18-year-old girl experienced a miscarriage at around six months pregnant. She visited emergency rooms three times over about 20 hours. On her second visit, she screened positive for sepsis, but doctors discharged her because the fetus still had a heartbeat, saying she was "fine to leave." On the third visit, an OB-GYN insisted on two ultrasounds to "confirm fetal demise" before admitting her to intensive care. She died hours later from sepsis complications. Her mother later said it felt like doctors were more concerned about the fetal heartbeat than her daughter's life.
My fourth album, The Great Divide, is yours to listen to. It is hard to even begin to describe what these last few years making this album has felt like. The collision of fear and pressure and joy and luck and total love has left me wordless, and if you know me personally, I hardly ever shut my mouth. I spent many months walking forward in complete darkness, hands out in front of me, desperate to touch something familiar that would show me I was near the light switch again. As lonely as it felt, and as unfamiliar as the world seemed in those moments, I was never really alone. I don’t think any of us ever truly are. I was guided through the wilderness by calm voices, by the stillness of my home state, by the total commitment of my band, producers, and team, by the steady and loving touch of my wife and family, and of course, by the constant and enduring encouragement of you all, who I am so lucky to have as fans. I am very proud of what we are doing together and I hope we can live this dream for a long long time
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Bad Bunny walked out in a #64 jersey with “OCASIO” on the back.
Not Bad Bunny.
Not Benito.
His real name.
His family name.
Then he grabbed the mic and said:
“My name is Benito Antonio Martínez Ocasio. And if today I’m here at the Super Bowl, it’s because I never, never stopped believing in myself.”
In Spanish.
No translation.
Even the jumbotron was in Spanish.
And I watched the whole thing with a translator on.
Because the message was that important to me.
They said he was “un-American.”
They said nobody would understand him.
They said having him perform was “ridiculous.”
And he SHOWED OUT!
He brought out Lady Gaga and Ricky Martin.
He staged a wedding on the field.
He recreated a bodega.
He gave us a whole scene of family and love.
He humanized an entire culture on the world’s biggest stage.
All in his native language.
And he didn’t flinch.
His lyrics were clear messages:
“They want to take the river from me, and the beach too. They want my neighborhood and for my grandma to leave.”
“I should have taken more photos when I had you. Hopefully my loved ones will never move.”
And that last line:
“Ojalá que los míos nunca se muden.”
Hopefully my loved ones will never move.
That’s about families being separated.
Forced to leave.
Displacement.
Yeah, he didn’t chase the mainstream.
He made the mainstream come to him.
He put his family name on his back and told 120 million people exactly who he is.
And I’m here for ALL of it!👏🏽
I actually don’t want to climb any corporate ladders. I don’t care about job titles. I don’t need accolades.
I just want to have income to fund my lifestyle, not be depressed, help other people, and be around good humans. That’s it!
‘The Great Divide’ by Noah Kahan debuts at #3 on the Global Spotify chart with 4.99 million streams.
It also debuts at #1 on the US Spotify chart with 2.93 million streams.
Noah Kahan speaks out against ICE on Spotify Best New Artist’s red carpet
“It’s disgusting, it’s horrible, it’s terrifying, and I think we need to start organizing at a bigger level […] let’s get loud”
Anadith Danay Reyes Álvarez died in government custody.
She had sickle cell and congenital heart disease but couldn’t access timely and adequate medical care.
We need to reform immigration detention.