The Underground Sound of Emerson College
There is something so infinitely personal about Commit This to Memory and Justin Pierre’s writing is so powerful that it still makes it relatable. It’s much more than just a record, also a change of pace for Pierre as a man and Motion City Soundtrack as a band with every member taking care of their own parts, the band sounds much more full from the very first note they all play together.
On Saturday, September 26, as the nor’easter winds raged outside of Roadrunner, Slayyyter blew the crowd away with a star-studded, siren-vocals set that included the entirety of Worst Girl in America, released in March of this year.
Her fourth studio album, The Gem was released on Sept. 25th. Throughout its tracks, Jacklin returns to several of the themes examined in previous releases of understanding who you are and the relationships around you while introducing a new perspective on power and divinity.
“Boston” BY stella lefty Nowadays it feels impossible to escape some bland white person with a name that sounds like it came from a name generator website; Sombr, Ella Langley, Alex Warren… who are these people? It only gets even worse as Groupon and Tempus AI royalty Stella Lefty drops her hit single ‘Boston,’ it…
“Bros” by panda bear I truthfully don’t even know how to write about this song. It’s a looping centerpiece in Panda Bear’s discography, navigating abstract samples of yesterday and tomorrow. The lyrics are simple, narrating a strained dialogue between Lennox and his brother as they push-and-pull themselves between the distinct lines of childhood and adulthood….
“Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowrie” BY Joanna Newsom Ask any Joanna Newsom diehard what their favorite record by the singer-songwriter/harpist is and you’re sure to receive a different answer for every person, which is impressive considering that her catalog released over the last twenty-some years essentially consists of just four full-lengths and one EP. Some will…
“Never Lose That Feeling” ensued and Adam Franklin’s tone, a perfect blend of indifference and longing, carried the band into the home stretch. Guitars screeched in voltage-heavy arpeggiated riffs as Swervedriver played the last of their heavy hitters—“Duel.” For men pushing 60, the set was an impressively unrelenting flow of energy up until its last moments. It was the crowd who couldn’t catch up.
“The One to Wait” by CCFX The summer I wandered with and without a destination, returned to my childhood home, scratched at persistent mosquito bites I thought would never heal, tried out sun-printing and beamed at the results, tearfully watched snow dust the Swiss alps, dipped my feet into various bodies of water, remembered how…
With the release of their sophomore album, ATLiens, the rap duo would become the progenitors of an otherworldly legacy—one that seems prophetic even on its 30th anniversary. Only now, reality itself seems to have collapsed upon the imaginative fervor of the present. It’s a vein of Afrofuturism that has gone haywire.