Instead of standing in a pit of my youthful peers, so close to the stage that I could feel lead singer Will Toledo’s drips of perspiration, I marched up to the Majestic’s balcony and sat in what I usually refer to as the Designated Dad Area.
There’s always excitement when a local band you grew up loving starts to pick up steam on the national level.
I consider myself far more of a film lover than a film critic. Whether a film is being announced or premiering in theaters, I genuinely want it to do well, because if there’s anything that I learned from watching, studying and evaluating movies, it’s that filmmakers put an incredible amount of effort and planning into their works.
Kehlani brings back the assurance of self-love and pride with release of her new music video “CRZY.” The video is directed by Benny Boom and features a catchy beat and eye-popping visuals to match.
‘Tis the season for Shondaland’s hit shows to return. “Grey’s Anatomy” and “How to Get Away with Murder” began new seasons Sept.22, and it’s finally beginning to feel like fall.
Australian artist-to-watch Julia Jacklin is a fresh voice in the music industry—so fresh that she has yet to release her first album.
Last fall, I took the semester off due to increasingly serious depression.
The 1980s were something of a golden age for film. “Raiders of the Lost Ark,” “The Princess Bride” and “The Breakfast Club” are only a small sliver of cinematic brilliance that came out of the decade.
Sia has a way of making herself the canvas that lives in multiple frames. She’s become what the music industry has lost since the emergence of digital media, an artist who is willing to sacrifice the glam of fame for the appreciation of the art.
Just shy of 200 Madisonians huddled into the The Frequency Sunday night to soak up the singer-songwriter stylings of Margaret Glaspy, accompanied by the Midwest trio Bad Bad Hats.
“The Night Of” is an HBO true-crime miniseries about a man convicted for murder. The show aired this past summer and is a conventional setup executed in a nonconventional manner.
Just one year ago, 25-year-old Julia Jacklin was a factory line worker making essential oils in a Sydney suburb
Pittsburgh based rapper Mac Miller released his The Divine Feminine LP last weekend. The initial EP, turned full 10-track album, is a mixture of funk and electro R&B samples accompanied by a slew of features. The once keg-standing “frat rapper” has grown since the days of Blue Slide Park and his craft has benefited as a result.
Once again, I found myself alone at a concert. I do thoroughly enjoy attending shows by myself and I happen to do it more frequently than most.
Whether you were brave enough to take a night out before the Ironman, bold enough to wake up from your post-football nap or just a huge fan of South African accents, “Daily Show” host Trevor Noah was at the Orpheum Saturday night. Performing to a packed crowd for almost two hours, Noah spoke of the current tumultuous presidential election, how Rihanna has the commanding presence of a white male and why the “Happy Birthday” tune sounds morbid to anyone who does not speak English.
It’s been three years since the queen of pop filled our speakers with another club banger and the wait is finally over with her latest release of “Perfect Illusion.” Gaga’s new single is co-written and co-produced by Mark Ronson, Kevin Parker, Tame Impala and BloodPop. Coined as one of the biggest pop stars of our generation, Gaga is back with a lyrical vengeance and few customized metal shorts to match.
Snake on the Lake 2016 was a great time for many, but lacked the inclusivity that should accompany a free student-run show.
What I have always admired about The Head and the Heart was the band’s ability to tap into raw human emotions and experiences.
“I am not going to get in,” was my first thought as I veered around the corner to see The Frequency and a line of eager attendees extending halfway down the next block for Snake On The Lake.
Summer is at an end, school has just begun and Madison students are finally beginning to wake from what I call the “Summer Netflix Coma.” This common, transmissible condition begins when students are finished with finals and face the sudden urge to drop everything, slip into a Snuggie and binge watch their favorite show that has been absent from their lives since the first round of exams hit.
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