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If Friday Night Rock's first year was about building a fan base at Dartmouth, then its second year has been about trying to bring those fans exactly what they want.
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If Friday Night Rock's first year was about building a fan base at Dartmouth, then its second year has been about trying to bring those fans exactly what they want.
It's damn hard to sound good while hopping genres. When you're a privileged white guy in your thirties from L.A., it's tough to get away with alternating between diverse musical styles such as rap, dirty blues, soul and country. Yet somehow, Beck always finds ways to take traditional genres and make them his own. Sometimes, he makes up new genres altogether.
I have a bone to pick with people who call music like this "pop." If pop stands for "popular music," Graham Coxon's new album, "Happiness in Magazines," is not pop because it's just not catchy enough. Actually, it would be hard to believe if anyone cared much about this album at all.
R.E.M. has made a crappy album. This is a sentence I hoped I never had to write.
Death Cab For Cutie's Ben Gibbard recently suggested that Interpol should have spent less time touring last year and more time writing the songs on "Antics," the group's second album.
The last thing anyone can call the Beastie Boys is sellouts. Here they are with "To the Five Boroughs," six years after their last album and 18 after "License To Ill," and they're still doing the same old thing they've always done -- God bless 'em.
The first time most Americans listen to the Streets, they have one of two reactions: laughter or embarrassment. I began as a laugher but have since become a cringer.
"Acting in a Quentin Tarantino film is just the bomb!" actress Vivica A. Fox gushes in a making-of documentary about "Kill Bill: Vol. 1," which was released on DVD this week.
Ten years ago today, the world learned that the lead singer of one of history's biggest rock bands and the proverbial messiah of grunge rock, Kurt Cobain, had put a gun to his head and ended his own life, leaving behind a piece of paper on which he predicted, "This note should be pretty easy to understand."
In 2002, Isobel Campbell left Belle & Sebastian, one of the most successful indie bands in the world, to pursue a solo career. Her first solo album, "Amorino," was recently released on Instinct Records.
At the Field Day Festival in Giants Stadium on June 7, after the rain had cleared, Radiohead had the temerity to play "Sit Down. Stand Up," a new song that concludes with dozens of mantra-like repetitions of the words "the raindrops."
Did Blur ever really matter? They may have vied with Oasis for the title of biggest band in Britain for much of the '90s, but Blur never really had their "(What's the Story) Morning Glory?" -- a breakthrough stateside album.
Last night was Medeski Martin and Wood's first show in weeks, and it showed -- at least at first. But by the end of a 100-minute set, the jazz-based trio had the Spaulding Auditorium crowd on its feet and had begun to find its groove.
The Yeah Yeah Yeahs are a band that's designed not to be ignored. You can't ignore a band whose singer, Karen O, alternately channels Joan Jett, Betty Boop, Frau Farbissina and Jenna Jameson. You can't ignore a band who has a song with the chorus "Boy, you're just a stupid bitch, and girl, you're just a no-good dick." You just can't.
"The Girl Show" might be a loaded title for an art show -- but that's the way Caitlin McNally '03 seems to like it. McNally curated the all-female exhibition, which opens tonight in the Area gallery, as part of a senior thesis in art history.
By Lindsay Barnes and Carl Burnett
David Harrington may be a 53-year-old classical violinist, but before he leads the Kronos Quartet onstage he's likely to admonish the group in the following way: "Let's kick ass."
On The White Stripes' last album, 2001's "White Blood Cells," Jack White sang a brief ditty called "Little Room." In 50 seconds and 46 words, it managed to capture the band's ethos pretty well: "When you're in your little room/And you're working on something good/But if it's really good/You're gonna need a bigger room/And when you're in the bigger room/You might not know what to do/You might have to think of how you got started, sitting in your little room."
"Alternative Christmas music" is one of the best oxymorons I can think of. It's really tough to imagine a Christmas song that goes beyond the melodies Americans of every religion have had drummed into their heads since day one, and even harder to think up "alternative" holiday sentiments.
What gives Badly Drawn Boy the right to sing lyrics like, "The keys to your heart open the door to the world" with a straight face?