At UW-Madison, located directly between two lakes, it’s difficult to ignore the close relationship the university, its staff and students have with the environment. Last summer’s catastrophic flooding was a wake-up call for many that Madison’s climate is changing, whether we’re ready for it or not.
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Three blank screens lined Majestic’s stage last Thursday night, and what played in front of them were vastly different, unpredictable movies, like you couldn’t choose one and decided to watch all three.
Rock with the Flock, the Daily Cardinals Arts podcast returns! In episode nine, Lauren Souza — one of the arts editors — sits down with fellow Cardinals to discuss feminism in Hollywood, Me Too and Time's Up.
In 1970, The Daily Cardinal published a women’s issue under the direction of a female editor-in-chief, Rena Steinzor. Nearly 50 years later, two women are at the helm of the paper, leading a predominantly female staff. With that, and in the wake of 2018’s Year of the Woman and the ongoing prominence of the Women’s March, there’s no better time for us to revive the issue with a modern take.
Eventually, I wonder, if rapper Noname will change her stage name to just Name, something that hints at the name she’s made for herself in the last few years of her career.
A couple weeks ago, an editor from Calvin College in Michigan called me hoping to get my thoughts on student journalists working in this era of media distrust. We talked about it for several minutes — how our office has taken extra safety measures in the wake of what our government says about news media, how our content falls under extra critical eyes.
Stores boast crazy sales like “Buy three, get one free!” Concerts do the same thing, in a way, giving audiences an opener along with the headliner they’re paying to see. The joint show of indie-folk singer-songwriters Julien Baker, Phoebe Bridgers and Lucy Dacus was the best three-for-one deal though, all three of them headlining acts worth every cent and tear.
“What are you going to do with that degree?” This question plagues liberal arts majors through college and beyond. Indie-folk singer-songwriter Julien Baker answered this differently while studying literature in school before dropping out and releasing two albums and touring the world in a span of two years.
Anne Lamott writes to figure out what she thinks about anything, something she shared during her talk at the Orpheum Friday. Whether that’s faith, politics or motherhood, her open and blunt inner dialogue graced pages of a dozen novels and nonfiction pieces and helped readers figure their own minds out for decades.
Bon Iver frontman Justin Vernon left the Sylvee stage following their fundraising performance Saturday saying “On, Wisconsin” in a hinting tone, like what he actually wanted to say was “you better get out and vote, Wisconsin.”
Seeing Rupi Kaur Saturday was like going to therapy or yoga. Her honey-sweet voice lulled the audience into a meditation on self love, feminism and heartbreak, leaving us feeling empowered.
One couldn’t help but think of the Disney classic “Beauty and the Beast” during singer-songwriter Natalie Prass’ High Noon set. She strutted around front stage, carrying all the sass music royalty needs, in a sparkling yellow dress, surrounded by her four-piece band donning dark blue button-ups and topped with fuzzy dark hair.
Concerts are the closest thing to church I attend. I’ve noticed this in the stories I’ve written about shows, almost always making comments like “I think *insert artist name here* and the heavenly lights were summoning me to the afterlife.”
When you first arrive on campus, you’re going to be overwhelmed with information. Fliers asking you to join student organizations, coupons for fast food joints, so many words shouting what to do and where to go. But there’s one place you make sense of it all and learn the ins and outs of campus in order to make it your home — The Daily Cardinal.
I typically listen to The National while writing, like right now, letting lead vocalist Matt Berninger’s baritone lull me into focus in the background. At their performance last Tuesday, though, Berninger pulled me into his show, his intensity tangible as he sang like he was sharing the song with the person it’s about for the first time.
Pitchfork Music Festival goers expected the worst, their eyes watching gray clouds roll in as they flocked to Chicago’s Union Park, armed with rain ponchos and umbrellas. But something was looking out for us this weekend — only small spurts of rain dropped on the crowd of thousands and artists played as though sparked by the adrenaline rush of risking electrocution.
Three days and three stages are required to make the time and space needed for the big names and massive spectacle expected at Chicago’s Pitchfork Music Festival.
The ideal way to listen to indie pop band Men I Trust involves lying in the grass looking up at the sky as it shifts from blue to pink to purple during the sultry golden hour and then getting up and dancing, just you and your headphones. The band took me, and it appeared the entire High Noon audience, to this euphoric place at their Thursday night show.
The Trump administration announced Monday a plan to roll back environmental standards, but Madison leaders are pushing back on the efforts, which would eliminate greenhouse gas reduction and fuel efficiency standards for American-made cars.
Superheroes don’t always wear capes, or so the saying goes. Sometimes they blend into the black backdrop on a stage and cast their powers over a crowd through the vibrations of their guitar strings. Indie rock singer-songwriter Mitski radiated this power, her chin raised and legs placed firmly in a powerful stance, regal as she watched over her kingdom at the High Noon Saloon this past Thursday.