The Beverly, Massachusetts-based band Caspian performed a stunning set last Thursday evening at the High Noon Saloon.
Barbados’ beauty makes her return to the music charts with her much anticipated eighth LP, ANTI. After admiring Rihanna from afar for the last several years, it’s safe to say she embodies the duality of a businesswoman who also knows how to party.
From Beyoncé and her newest song “Formation” to pioneers like Shirley Chisholm, black women have paved the way for style, politics, culture, education and more since the beginning of time.
Is a 147-year-old, 1,300-page Russian novel capable of being successfully translated into a four-part TV miniseries?
The Academy Awards are now less than three weeks away, which means that Leonardo DiCaprio is getting closer and closer to his next shot at finally getting that little golden statue he probably should’ve won long ago.
Anti is Rihanna’s eighth studio album, but the way critics were talking about it, you’d think it was her first.
Upon walking into the broad expanse of the Chazen Museum of Art, I can feel an immediate sense of connection to the arts community of the UW-Madison campus.
Fresh off of what was probably the hottest year of his career, hip-hop artist Future will be kicking off his Purple Reign tour featuring R&B/hip-hop artist Ty Dolla $ign.
The seventh floor of Humanities is an unlikely place to be filled on a Friday night, but on Friday for the opening of the show Clothing the Gender Gap, the little gallery was full.
“The Sound of Music” is one of those things that you grow up with without being fully conscious of its presence, like the way your childhood house smelled; you never fully notice or remember it, unless the scent drifts to your attention through a lucky accident.
“Mr. Robot” is a rare feat of television that dares to break the rules. USA Network’s revolutionary new series boldly stares society down and unspools a cautionary tale geared towards corporate America and the ugly world we live in.
For many musicians, music enthusiasts and writers like myself, the labelling and categorization of music is often a necessary evil for navigating the massively diverse world of Earth’s sounds.
In many ways, going to a concert has a certain amount of predictability. The opener goes on at 8:00, headliner at 10:00.
This past month will perhaps be hailed as the month of many deaths. People lose their battle with life every day all over, many of them famous and beloved.
There’s nothing quite like the smeary ink stamps and thick Sharpie Xs haphazardly tattooed onto the hands of myself and fellow under-21 concertgoers.
When Seattle comes to mind, images of rainy days and fish markets may also come to mind. For the members of Hey Marseilles, their thoughts are of home.
Our generation has recently experienced something extraordinary—the revival, or rather, the awakening of “Star Wars,” a beloved franchise that has gone down in the books as one of the greatest series of all time.
This past Saturday at approximately 10, with a guy in a bro tank to my left and a girl in jewels to my right, I was in the dimly lit Majestic.
I would like to address a serious peculiarity of mine that has entangled itself into my core for many years.
Scott Mescudi, also known as Kid Cudi, is returning to Madison at the Orpheum Jan. 31 after postponing his Dec. 2 show.
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