Category: Music

“Well, Daring, I Can’t Go—”

Joanna Newsom must be the most enigmatically fascinating figure in indie music today. Though she’s shrouded in a barely-tangible sense of cultured innocence—her closeness with her astrophysicist and musician siblings, her compositions and lyricism refined by academia yet bejeweled with … Read More

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Mixed Feelings, to Music

Bombay bicycle club is one of scores of bands with a slightly ridiculous name that falls loosely into the category of “alternative,” and can be counted on to release albums frequently with subdued critical approval. This group, like its Pitchfork-friendly peers, has a healthy fan-base, instrumental competency, and a distinctive lead vocalist, but falls through the cracks all too easily.

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WPRB Top 30 Charts

1. Toro y Moi
Anything in Return
Carpark

2. Bibi Tanga and the Selenites
40 Degrees of Sunshine
Nat Geo

3. Paint Fumes
Uck Life
Slovenly

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Spirits in the Night

Bruce Springsteen & Bon Iver live and alive.

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Reading Between the Yard Lines

Sex and product placement in Big Sean’s “I Don’t Fuck With You” music video.

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Phallus Palace

Examining Die Antwoord’s new video “Evil Boy,” it seems more meaningful and efficient to list all the _non-phallic_ imagery:

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Desert Apocalypse

During the monorail ride at the Newark Airport, most of the talk was about how “crazy” the weekend would be at the Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival. The lineup was particularly strong this year, boasting Thom Yorke, The xx, … Read More

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BROTHER ALI’S CURE FOR MODERNITY

An underground Muslim rapper diagnoses our sickness and offers some remedy.

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Beyonce Ever After

From the opening scene of, Life is But a Dream, it’s clear why The Washington Post criticized the documentary for having “no linear narrative…like a hallucinatory advertisement for success.” The recurring interview with Beyoncé takes place in an unnaturally well-lit … Read More

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Ambivalence and Mumford’s Faith

From Mumford’s religiosity: nostalgia, unease.

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Reflecting on Leaving Meaning

A review of the most recent Swans album.

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Bubble Rap

As I walked back from precept on Wednesday something about the sickening humidity reminded me of a song my sister and I shared last July. And though I knew the two-day heat-wave to be cruel and short-lived, still I was lulled into summertime nostalgia by the eighty-degree April breeze.

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