Very good. Worden makes more highbrow music than St. Vincent but showcases much more humanity in her records. More humor. More sex. More fight. She’s awesome. Makes “artpop” compelling.
Great writeup. Great weekend.
I give organizers a bit of post-racial credit. J Cole easily could have performed before Kanye on the main stage. Watching the National with the rabid Kanye fans was super fun. I tried preaching the gospel of the National to those around me who were skeptical but the band delivered.
For more committed EDM fans, Tiesto is entry-level music. But given the rain and closure, getting a chance to come back and rage with his shutupandplaythehits style really worked. Twitter reported fans crowdsurfing an uprooted tree. I love that.
And it was the first weekend I’ve not had a drink in awhile. Thanks Budweiser.
Sorry. Andre has to dig deep here. I just saw the Clientele play at the Black Cat in DC. Super small room. No cooling fans on. The singer couldn’t help but complain about how we were all in this suffering together. At the shouters from the crowd, in his sly UK way “Ah, yes, the charm of small venues.” I doubt his mates imagined playing their debut for nostalgic fans at Coachella, in front of thousands, for Paul McCartney. Not losers like me on a random Tuesday. But it was a special show. It was a great night of music. Sure, Outkast is a legacy act performing for people who heard Hey Ya once on Z100 and want to Instagram filter their shit. Who cares? Take the chance to redefine the narrative of what your band represents. Otherwise, pull a Chappelle and show your integrity by delivering a product for people you can’t be proud to share it with.
Considering the song’s various instrumentation, use of a female vocalist and overall energy at the backend of their set, Lover’s Day by TV on the Radio would be incredible. They could bring a lot to it.
This line stood out to me: “We’ve all wished we could go back to a certain time and place; the main difference was that in a certain sense many of the times and places Robinson was longing for never existed.” I agree. I have little exposure to Robinson’s video game or fantasy influences but have connected with him since the first time I heard language. Which makes sense now.There’s a spiritual quality to his songs that I can relate with heavily (Sea of Voices should be played on repeat in some New Agey congregations.) I’m a comfortably secular person now but it truly taps into an aesthetic I was raised and gravitated toward in church or camps or whatever. Like you said, truly, “all worlds that never existed”. Which weirdly is a depressing thought. Except that, as Worlds shows, music is a much more positive outlet at expressing our clamoring for realities outside of this one on Earth than religion ever does. What Robinson has done is special. Great write-up.
This song left me speechless. I thought through my history with Curtis’ music today. Thinking through discovering School of Seven Bells at my college radio station, where I first really got into more “alternative” music, summers seeing them at free shows in NY (the xx opened for them when they were a four-piece at South Street Seaport), meeting them awkwardly on the street. Watching someone(more than someone I’d assume) die on Grey’s Anatomy. This band is awesome. Listening over and over and feeling totally grateful for what Deheza and Curtis were able to accomplish together. A lot of people don’t get a chance to craft their final goodbye. To do so through music, with your professional partner and friend, in homage to an icon…. Perfection.
Seasons is more of a song for the end of summer. Unless you’re beginning your summer as a Mets fan. The trimmings of fun with a filling of melancholy.
Good video. The drummer deserves a shout-out too. overeager drummers hit the cymbal whenever they get a chance. Not this dude. Just stuck to the beat. Good work.
Interesting article. Miley Cyrus and Iggy Azalea are so far off my radar. The people and institutions they work for sell a product I hope delivers for their fans. But Sam Smith’s emergence is offensive. That R&B has become a dead-end for black performers but acts like Smith are heralded as artistic revelations deserve some pushback. The argument isn’t that blacks have exclusive rights to certain genres. It’s that these genres have been powerful tools to communicate dynamic parts of black culture in the US and internationally. Now these genres are explored through very flat performers like Thicke and Smith. That is disgusting.
Thanks for sharing this list. I’ll give Elbow’s Takeoff and Landing… and Bombay Bicycle Club’s So Long, See You Tomorrow a shout-out. The latter especially is vibrant and moving.