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You all heard Nas: Hip hop is dead. Back in 2006, Nas pushed the thesis that record execs stole the keys from the MC's and drove the genre off the highway of creative progress and into the ditch of commercial appeal. And it's true—nobody on major labels spits hard anymore.
When walking through the doors of the Alliant Energy Center Friday night, I couldn't help but pause and say, ""holy shit."" Many others likely had the same reaction as they were greeted by the pulsating, sweaty mob of bodies occupying the center of the room at Bassnectar's sold out show, a thick cloud of smoke hovering above them. Even from the back of the huge warehouse venue, I could feel the strong bass and yells of the fans in the soles of my feet. Two days later and my ears are still ringing.
Sean Daley, better known as Slug, is a storyteller. He and his producer Ant, make up the hip-hop duo Atmosphere. On their 2010 double-EP To All My Friends, Blood Makes The Blade Holy, Slug doesn't rap to encourage a behavior change or impart a good moral, but rather talks about what he knows. Every track on this EP was simple; Atmosphere created a glimmer of hope for its fans looking to innovative future albums.
Today's world isn't always friendly to Renaissance men. It seems triple threats like Gene Kelly and Frank Sinatra are fewer and far between. But every once in a while, somebody like Donald Glover comes along to remind us just how talented people can be.
The Get Up Kids have been noticeably absent from the music scene for the last six years. After four studio albums, a live album and numerous EPs and seven-inch records, the band called it quits in 2005 when mounting tensions made it nearly impossible for them to play together. After a six-year hiatus, they put out an album that is completely different from the rest of their catalog, blending their emo style with a lot of '80s style synth and the dissonance of modern indie rock.
Madison may be stuck between Minneapolis and Chicago, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have its fair share of quality concerts, plays and the like to keep an arts addict occupied. The Daily Cardinal Arts Staff compiled a list of the shows they are most looking forward to this semester, and thankfully this spring Madison offers a wealth of options to choose from.
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As we approach the Ides of November, the temperature will inevitably keep dropping and make for some breezy, cold nights. Regardless of the temperature this weekend, however, Madison students should find a hot and lively atmosphere inside the Orpheum Theatre, where one of the country's most dance-inducing jam groups, Lotus, will hit the stage this Saturday night.
As a Minnesota native, I often chuckle when fellow students tell me which Wisconsin city is they're from. Do they really expect me to remember the difference between Mukwonago and Muskego? And no, pointing out where the city is located using your hand as a map doesn't help.
When I was in high school, I saw the glam-rock revivalists The Darkness in concert twice. They were the best. Lead singer and guitarist Justin Hawkins wore flamboyant outfits, crowdsurfed while soloing, hit really high falsetto notes and cursed a bunch in a British accent. It was pure lightning in a bottle and I guzzled it down whole.
You know what they say—""Mo' money, mo' problems."" I've had considerably more experience with the opposite, though, and I can personally attest that the logic still holds—""No money, mo' problems."" Being wealthy certainly has its hang-ups (where on EARTH will you even park that thing?!), but the same is true for people who are forced into buying knockoff ramen noodles and stealing kitchenware from local taverns.
Blending dance music and heart-wrenchingly honest lyrics, the five-piece indie-pop outfit Stars will grace Madison with their presence at the Barrymore Theatre this Friday night. With ten years of touring and five albums under their belt, these rockers have set out to ""make the live show better and more compelling, more fun to watch.""
The members of Meteorade keep their plates fuller than an early '90s Roseanne Barr at the buffet table.
I've got a short attention span. Real short. So while I can certainly appreciate long-winded mixtapes and extended double LPs, I usually skip around or occupy myself elsewhere while Sonic Youth keeps track of time in the background. Generally speaking, I prefer music pocket-sized, often in the form of EPs or 7"" records.I guess I'm not the only one, either. In the past calendar year, more and more artists seem to be embracing the art of the extended play record.
I did a lot of things this summer, but mostly what I did was work. For the last year and a half or so I've worked at a deli about a block off campus, but most of our clientele is older people from the local business park. I make sandwiches, I slice meats, and we deli-men get to choose what music we listen to on the stereo.
There is nothing better than a day when you have the time to pull your favorite book off the shelf, bask in the sun and relish the carefree nature of a perfect summer afternoon. Wavves' third full-length release, King of the Beach embodies the nostalgia and displeasure that is inevitably felt as summer ends.
Bethany Cosentino is dreamy. Whether she's looking for lost love or hiding from it by way of marijuana, her head always seems to be stuck in the clouds. Over the last year, Cosentino—alongside buddy Bobb Bruno under the moniker Best Coast—has released a slew of EP's and 7""s that capture the dreary-eyed blankness of a recluse in love and forge a middle ground between pop culture's romanticism and the real world's despair. The California trio's debut LP, Crazy For You, stays the course, but in a deliberately sunnier way that pays dividends in its directness.
Five years ago she might have had a Monday morning to herself. Maybe she could pick up some groceries, balance her checkbook or set up a lunch trading gossip with a classmate. But nowadays, Ellen Campesinos! can't even make a trip to the post office without her phone ringing.
A lot of words have popped up to describe the trending penchant to flood ears with a sound so oversaturated that it drips beads of sunshine. Chillwave, chill-house, glo-fi, no-fi and even hypnagogic pop have all been pegged to describe bands that create a wall of fuzz to keep an arm around almost childishly adventurous hooks. But what makes Brooklyn-based Small Black's Small Black EP such a milestone is how the band manages to escape the overtly pretentious tags and formulate purified pop music that compartmentalizes all of the genre's more off-putting tendencies.
Cloud Cult is a band known for its unique blend of rock, classical, electronica and even folk music. In the past, they've released albums ranging from the emotional They Live On The Sun to their magnum-opus, Advice From The Happy Hippopotamus.
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