This is what we mean when we ask for something new. A mint lineup of sounds that wax and wane from left to on point, an indecisive strength that screams like radical harvest on the DL. Loud dubs and heavy noise, unrestrained and graciously so. A warm tempo and rising wild on “Faust” feel the way that The … Continue reading
Punctual breaths, heating lips and roaring mouths, crying for love or change or both, sipping smoothies through the paranoia in a candy game mall. Eyes shift to the angle of vibration taking shape in conversation’s space. Find the source and shake it off but nothing catches spray, droplets stagnant in space time freeze for the duration … Continue reading
Chicago’s Second City Citizens put on their first SCC + Friends show of the year at Tonic Room on January 30. It was all about the energy. Cramped in that tiny bar-turned-venue on North Halsted, the Tres Amigos charismatically killed it. Check out my recap over at Side By Side and the night in photos … Continue reading
John River’s new single and video Hope City II is a powerful punch of hip hop and flow. This young artist is paving high paths in 2015.
Slow and steady sounds are arranged for gentle pleasure on OSLO‘s newest set of songs, Volume One. The City By Night (hear: beauty by Selerac) release blows dust from window sills in the same measure that it triggers our arduous exploration of pain. It is calm, intent on pondering battered and buried musings only after ample reflection, allowing beauty … Continue reading
Reeling in cursive beats, she glides across the strings of their wavy implications. In a time when ignorance has no value, we must scream our innocence at one another, and even then the twa/eets will never retreat- at least never from shifting belief, only ever from boredom and time’s trendy, front row seat. You’ll remember that … Continue reading
Auggie the 9th, Blakass Westley, and DJ Miranda rocked a tight-knit house this past Wednesday at Tonic Room. Jumping on stage after Ace da Vinci, they opened for Rich Jones (of Second City Citizens) and The Whoevers, stitching a fine night in the fabric of Chicago’s rich hip hop scene. The bar stage, standing less than … Continue reading
Sugar foam ‘tween my teeth, I sit in this peeling lamp corner and watch the variables nestle like puzzle pieces into my mind, sweet scent centered and cool as ganache in this fine, sliding moment. I’ve got my personal missiles on lock, cornered in the quiet heat of ceramic comfort. I am open to adventure, calm now … Continue reading