Oh great, another Marvel production. With Captain America and friends being thrown in our face almost twice daily, superheroes can feel like a tired topic.
While some spent last Christmas Eve sipping hot cider and buying Santa a Best Buy giftcard, others found themselves enjoying the best gift of all—an early album drop from iconic rap duo Run The Jewels. Fast-forward two very patient months. With a cult following and decades of experience in the industry, Killer Mike and EI-P, the masterminds behind Run The Jewels, shook the Orpheum to its core last night.
The past weekend has definitely been an art-filled extravaganza for the city of Madison. Between NoName at the Orpheum, the start of the FoodFight Foodie Week and many other events in the area both large and small, there was ample entertainment for all the Madison communities. Among them included the annual dance department faculty concert titled “Neither East Nor West,” held in the Doubler performance space of Lathrop Hall. Dance department students performed works choreographed by some of the university’s most renowned professors, and the audiences were, without a doubt, impressed.
In a world where a nine-year-old’s birthday party cost rivals one year of tuition at an Ivy League institution, there is no such thing as micro-aggression.
If you told me a week ago I’d be seeing Waka Flocka in Florence I probably wouldn’t have believed you, but crazier things have happened.
There are a lot of reasons to enjoy “The Lego Batman Movie”: the frenetic pace of the humor, Batman’s goofy overconfidence, the immaculate casting of Michael Cera as Robin.
When Michael Penn II was nine years old, he had his first sip of alcohol. Mistaking his father’s glass of Hennessy in the fridge for a glass of Coke, the young Penn confidently took a sip of the dark beverage.
Imagine that it’s 20 years from now, the Cold War never ended and the world has been consumed by grimy, futuristic industrialization.
The way the painted arches flowed into the midnight blue ceiling scattered with twinkling lights, coupled with the scaffolding’s tight embrace of the stage made Dawes’ performance at the Barrymore Theatre on Monday night feel like a night straight out of an indie film. As the venue slowly filled up, it became abundantly clear to me how devoted and appreciative Dawes’ fans are.
Amidst the annual Super Bowl buzz, audiences were gifted with the first look at the return of Netflix’s hit sci-fi series, “Stranger Things.” Although the trailer for the second season lasted only 30 seconds, it was packed with a myriad of clues for eager fans to pick apart in anticipation of the official release on Halloween. For starters, the trailer begins with a vintage “Eggo” commercial, immediately drawing fans in with Eleven’s beloved trademark food.
“La La Land” is a movie about two beautiful people who are in love and are also following their dreams and also enjoy breaking out into song and dance sometimes.
The Barrymore Theater may be a little out of the way for most UW-Madison students, but on Monday night, it will certainly be the place to be.
Working out of Made You Look Custom Tattoos, located on East Washington Ave, is a humble, veteran artist named Jesus Reyes, otherwise known as “Cartoon.” He is the older brother of Albert Reyes, an artist previously featured on Weekly Ink who works out of Colt’s Timeless Tattoos.
The earthy, muted Capitol Theater at the Overture Center provided a canvas for the Baraboo-raised and Madison-propelled band, Phox.
With the release of Process, Sampha, the rising British star who has been working in the shadows for so many years, has finally come to the forefront.
Church, specifically the Catholic Church, has never been more interesting than it is in “The Young Pope.” Created by Paolo Sorrentino (“This Must Be The Place,” “Youth,” “The Great Beauty”), the new HBO show follows Lenny Belardo (Jude Law) who is anointed Pope Pius XIII at the age of 46.
When 29-year-old pop singer Jesse McCartney caught his first wave of stardom circa 2004, fangirls followed his every move both in magazines and real life. His bright, green eyes, casually disarrayed bowl cut and sweet love song formula put him solidly in the same generation of teen idols as Aaron Carter and Hilary Duff.
Never before in the history of music has the word “butterscotch” been used so many times in a single half-hour (seven by my count). Three years after the revolutionary album Neon Icon, Riff Raff is still somehow making outlandish, cringe-worthy, yet extremely entertaining music.
As I wiggled a pair of stiff jeans over my hips in the packed State Street Urban Outfitters dressing room on Sunday, a fellow dressing room patron ran into their friend. “You going to D.R.A.M. tonight?” said friend one. “Of course!” friend two responded.
If there are two things I love, it’s murder mysteries and cliché high school dramas. So naturally, “Riverdale” appealed to me immediately. The pilot managed to do a perfect job of taking those two things and smashing them together to form one big, dark teen drama conglomerate.
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