Known the world over for his internet hit, “A Drop In The Ocean,” Ron Pope graced the stage of the High Noon Saloon this Friday with a performance that was energetic and fun. Despite a disrespectful crowd, he worked the room to salvage the night and demonstrate his mastery as a performer.
Going to Bonnaroo is a bit like going to a museum filled with lots of stuff to see in a short period of time—except hotter, dustier, and less judgmental. Everyone is trying to get a glimpse of as much as they can, but most know they’ll have a more intimate experience at their hometown venue when the new act comes to town. Trying to see as many performances as possible at Bonnaroo is surely a valid quest, but be prepared to make tough choices. There is too much going on to see it all, but that is also the beauty of Bonnaroo. It is complete sensory overload and you will be pissed at yourself that you had to pee twice during James Blake and that you had to choose between seeing The Flaming Lips, Frank Ocean and the Skrillex Superjam. Still, the four-day fest is completely exhilarating. And the moment you get on the freeway heading home tired and dirty in the middle of the night, you’ll immediately wish you were back on The Farm.
Ohio natives Twenty One Pilots were one of three incredible talents to light up the sold-out Majestic Theatre April 16—preceding them was Hunter Hunted, followed by NONONO. Hunter Hunted, an indie group who prides themselves on perfectly timed drops and the ability to hold their own on stage, played about a half hour set, as well as NONONO, a Swedish rock group who had the only female lead vocalist of the night. Hunter Hunted is in the process of recording their first full-length album and were selling their EP at the Majestic. The members of Hunter Hunted also made their way through the crowd during the other sets and hung out with the audience.
Jeremy Messersmith’s concert on Feb. 13 at the High Noon Saloon featured a mix of old and new, highlighting plenty of tracks from his latest album, Heart Murmurs, released on Feb. 4.
The cold winter temperatures did not deter Freakfest audiences this year, with over 35,000reported to have attended the event, according to a Madison Police Department estimate.
Here’s the situation: you find yourself in a sweaty pit of people, waiting for your favorite band to come on—the excitement of the crowd is palpable. Then the lights drop.
Freakfest organizers announced new additions to the Halloween bash’s line-up on the event’s Facebook page Wednesday, which include Neon Indian, 3LAU, Dirty Disco Kidz, Fort Wilson Riot and Gabe Burdullis.
OK, so this weekend I experienced a completely different, incredibly more acceptable and meaningful kind of fandom that has nothing to do with television. I imagine you are shocked that I have any real interests at all. You guys, I’m a real person, not a delirious crabfisher like you might have thought.
Popular downtown bar and concert venue The Frequency announced on its Facebook page Tuesday it will not be hosting hip-hop events in the future due to a shooting that took place outside the building early Monday.
Band Of Horses played a sold out show at The Barrymore Theater Saturday evening. The South Carolina-based band released their fourth studio album, Mirage Rock, in September.
Right before Conspirator’s tour kickoff in Madison, bassist Marc “Brownie” Brownstein took a few minutes to chat with The Daily Cardinal between games of “Madden” with his son as they watched Hurricane Sandy blow through their neighborhood.
To the horror of peers and piss-scented dudes alike, my friend and I recently embarked on a journey to an EDM show in Madison… sober. For many readers, this may never be a possibility to consider, but allow me to enlighten you: It is an option that is as doable as it is enjoyable. I wrote this guide for people like us: the lone wolf of the Zach Galifianakis-led wolf pack that does not happen to partake in certain substances, legal or not, when attending music events. Since arriving to college, I have planted the soles of several pairs of tattered shoes upon the hardwood floors of many events, all of which I have attended sober. (Save the “You’re better than I am…” speech for someone who isn’t human.) While this mental hitchhike occurred through genres trap, indie, and the like, I discovered a formulaic approach to surviving every DJ set and underwhelming moshpit one may encounter through their time in Madison or anywhere else on the planet, no PBR necessary.
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