No, you’re still not going to be able to listen to Taylor Swift’s albums on Spotify (sorry), but the streaming music service has got something even better for your listening pleasure. It’s AC/DC and it’s “back in black” (for the first time ever on a streaming app).
According to Mashable, the Spotify holdouts will be adding their music to the service tomorrow, allowing you to enjoy their entire catalog as you work through your week and begin pumping up for the weekend. If Spotify’s not for you, the rockers will also be coming to Rdio and Apple Music (which launches tomorrow, as well).
The 24-year-old man accused of trespassing on Taylor Swift’s property in April appeared before a Rhode Island judge Friday. Oh, to have been a fly on the wall of the 4th Division Court that afternoon.
Nicholas T. Field was charged with willful trespassing at Swift’s Watch Hill mansion, where police say he was caught on surveillance video. According to the Westerly Sun, the most recent hearing featured the accused opining on a variety of topics:
- Field reiterated that he was not trespassing, but merely delivering a letter and a poem than he had drafted for Swift and her mother.
- He again complained that he was held in custody with a man with pencils and pens, likening the scenario to attempted murder.
- He asked that Swift be served with a subpoena and be made to appear in court on his behalf so that she can corroborate that she “did not say to press charges.”
- Field voiced his displeasure with the judge, going on to remark, “I’m trying to play basketball and I’m good.”
There will be a continuation of the hearing on July 10, at which time Field has asked to see the security tapes on which he was reportedly seen “manipulating” the gate at Swift’s mansion.
By now, you might have seen that the “greatest living rock star” Kanye West tried to take on a song by the greatest non-living rock star by singing “Bohemian Rhapsody” at the Glastonbury Festival. The operative word here is “tried.”
That’s because very few people can take on Freddie Mercury, and the ones who are not named “Adam Lambert” usually crash and burn while paying humble tribute. ‘Ye doesn’t understand humility, but someone imagined what it would look like if he got schooled by Freddie and let me tell you — it’s fantastic.
(Via Q104.3 FM)
Make no mistake about it – Puffy’s had a pretty shitty run over the past few days. The whole UCLA fight and subsequent arrest sullied the rap entrepreneur’s public persona and threatens to hurt key investments in the liquor world where he’s thrived in recent years. Sunday night’s dramatic fall into a portal on the nationally televised BET Awards didn’t help either. What should’ve been a triumphant return to a musical safe haven for Diddy and The Family’s reunion ended up leaving him the butt of more jokes.
Lost in all the commotion was the fact that MMM, his first since 2010’s Last Train To Paris, was supposed to release today, June 29. Realistically, I already knew that date wasn’t sticking since he’d already pushed the project back once and hadn’t done anything to create momentum in the interim. And that world tour? Yeah, exactly.
Looking to change his lot, Puff Daddy – he’s using his old name for the purpose of releasing music – debuted his new song “Finna Get Loose” during last night’s awards show and follows it up by releasing the audio.
The Pharrell-produced number never really manages to catch on unfortunately. The production’s…from another realm. The intent seems to be that they want to create a club-friendly track, except it shares no semblance to anything I’ve willfully listened to in the past five or so years. That’s not a bad thing except Puffy doesn’t sound like his normal self on the track. Instead, he tries his best to impersonate Skateboard P’s delivery and he doesn’t do bad in that regard. It’s just that his rhymes fall completely flat.
“Chop it like sumo, N*gga hungry like Cujo, smokin’ that Pluto”*
Even for Diddy’s usual level of LCD rap, those uninspired quips are low-grade. He should definitely get a refund from his ghostwriters.
Puffy – I’ll always call him Puffy, no matter the number of name changes, exactly like how I still call the late great Christopher “Biggie” – I’m not suggesting that you exit the recording booth. Last year, he did give us “I Want The Love” and “Big Homie,” both of which good. Except they sounded like Maybach songs, not the type of Harlem swagged out affair Diddy usually dabbles in.
With everything going on and the gap between releases, maybe right now isn’t the best time do the rap thing. Put the album idea on the shelf and come back focused. It’s obviously not a priority and it shouldn’t be. Focusing on the positive, the guy’s worth $700 million and he lays down with Cassie each night. His and Bad Boy’s legacies are both still on firm ground so let’s leave them undisturbed and unmoved.
Stream “Finna Get Lose” below before buying it on iTunes if you find yourself into it.
* — They sound so similar, this could very well be Pharrell. I asked someone smarter than me to see if they could tell which was which and the reply was “On the ‘Pluto’ line, you can hear the alcoholic husk in his voice come through. Skateboard P is almost always pitch perfect.
Remember how Iggy Azalea said she was going to hand over her Twitter account to avoid public flaps that get her into trouble? That seems so far away in the rear-view mirror. Today’s special comes from Iggy answering questions on social media, specifically about her song “Pretty Girls.”
While not quite a mega hit like “Fancy” or “Problem,” the song still performed fairly well internationally and was a top 40 song here. Still, she was asked about the underperformance of the track and had an interesting reason for its lack of success.
That response sounds like she blames her collaborator Britney Spears for not wanting to do the legwork and promote the single. When confronted about the possible shade, she had a “Post To Be“-esque response to the criticism.
Well, no one was asking you to do that, Iggy. (Well, it is Twitter, so maybe.) Perhaps it would be best if you handed that account over to your team again until you decide to resurface like you said you would earlier this month. Or, you know, don’t even mistakenly diss your collaborators who tried to help you out of a jam? Either works.
Over the weekend, The Grateful Dead played the first two of what’s scheduled to be five reunion shows split between Santa Clara, California and Chicago. Among their guests for the Santa Clara portion was noted deadhead and NBA Hall of Famer Bill Walton, who was on hand for both shows, and who is also planning to attend the final three in Chicago beginning this Friday.
Walton documented his weekend on Twitter, and it looks exactly how you’d imagine.
It’s tough not to be conspicuous when you’re 7 feet tall, but this picture just cracked me up. The only thing missing was someone sitting on his shoulders.
Here he is posing with a fan who was decked out in a white suit and purple hat. The caption, “You meet the most interesting people at Dead shows,” is interesting in that he just as easily could have been referring to himself.
Walton was clearly enjoying himself during the Santa Clara portion of the Dead’s farewell tour. The remaining three shows take place this weekend at Soldier Field in Chicago, and feature the “core four” remaining band members Bob Weir, Phil Lesh, Mickey Hart and Bill Kreutzmann. Trey Anastasio of Phish is on lead vocals in place of the late Jerry Garcia.
“Uptown Funk” is the song that refuses to die. The Mark Ronson/Bruno Mars hit has incredible legs, thanks to a seemingly endless stream of covers and Web videos. Rick Astley, best known for his hit “Never Gonna Give You Up,” became the latest artist to do a rendition of the popular tune.
The performance took place during Let’s Rock London, an ’80s concert festival. Astley’s voice still sounds pretty darn good and added a different flavor to the song.
Between Rick Rolling and cellphone commercials, Astley doesn’t appear to be going away anytime soon. Kinda like this song we’ve all come to know and love.
WWE sent former Total Divas cast member/super-terrible WWE personality Ariane Andrew/Cameron to this weekend’s BET Experience festival to judge a dance competition, which meant the wannabe hip-hop star got to rub shoulders with a lot of actual hip-hop stars.
This included the woman Cameron wants to be very badly, Nicki Minaj…
Aw, poor Cameron. She’s just trying not to barf from excitment, while Nicki’s, “Who’s this? Why am I posing with a fan here? What the f*ck’s going on?”
I mean, since when does Nicki Minaj appear in public in a basic black T-shirt? Cameron totally staked out her trailer/dressing room/hid in the back of her limo, didn’t she? How long after this photo was taken was Cameron escorted away by security? At least she didn’t get a chance to show Nicki her music video, otherwise the Nicki side-eyeing would have been even more severe…
One of the biggest hurdles Apple Music had to address was if it wanted to steal away Spotify’s users rather than just be another service. “Could they get those artists Spotify couldn’t?” Well, with the service debuting this week, they can now say they’re up 2-0 on their competitors. First, they landed Taylor Swift’s 1989, and they can now say they’re the sole place to stream Dr. Dre’s iconic hip-hop album The Chronic, according to Rolling Stone.
Tied up in a lengthy copyright battle with Death Row Records, the classic that brought such hits as “Nuthin’ but a ‘G’ Thang,” “Let Me Ride,” and “F*ck with Dre Day” will be available on streaming for the first time. While Dr. Dre and Taylor Swift rarely would share a billing on any lineup that you’d normally see, making a bunch of money from Apple is probably one they’d gladly share. You’re next, AC/DC.
Here are the singles from The Chronic, just as a reminder of greatness.
(Via Rolling Stone)
Today is Bret McKenzie’s birthday. He’s an Oscar winner and one half of Flight of the Conchords. It’s a credit to Bret and his partner Jemaine Clement that over the course of their two seasons on HBO, the duo performs a variety of musical styles, and has managed to nail them all. Much as how the musicianship of Weird Al Yankovic and his band is often overlooked, Flight of the Conchords are both funny and talented musicians. In honor of one of our foremost Kiwi songwriters, here are the best Flight of the Conchords songs.
In one of the best Flight of the Conchords episodes, Bret is repeatedly visited by the spirit of the (very much alive) David Bowie, as portrayed by Jemaine. It all culminates in a song devoted to pondering what exactly would go down if Bowie was in space. It includes, but is not limited to, using his nipples to transmit data back to Earth. This song essentially caps their debut full-length album, followed only by a 22-second little wisp called “Au Revoir.”
“Bret, You’ve Got It Going On”
Appearing as an iTunes bonus track on Flight of the Conchords, this song is about Jermaine trying to lift Bret’s spirits, but largely failing, and also admitting to spooning Bret while he sleeps.
This is probably the most well-known Flight of the Conchords song, although it’s mostly a Jemaine-focused affair. It’s a “sexy” song dedicated to instilling romance with a large streak of mundanity. It’s not their best song, but it’s good enough to be memorable, and one of their better songs that’s more a direct parody than some original idea.
The second season, and the second album, of Flight of the Conchords are not as highly thought of, but there’s still plenty of great stuff on I Told You I Was Freaky. “Friends” is a pretty interesting outing, as it’s an a cappella that, in addition to Bret and Jemaine, features Rhys Darby and Jim Gaffigan. It’s a delightfully catchy little number, though.
“Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros”
Guys trying to rap that are bad at rapping. This is a staple of music-based comedy. However, few of these songs are as good as “Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros.” Part of this is that Jemaine and Bret are actually decent enough rappers. They are just laughably bad lyricists, at least within the context of the song. Rare is the rap song that features a lyric like, “Be a bit more constructive with your feedback, please,” and we are poorer for it.
The first single and the first song on I Told You I Was Freaky has the guys back to rapping, although this song features a little less “rapping” than “Hiphopopotamus” does. This is a song that both wrings humor from bad rapping, and bad lyrics, but also from rappers, as opposed to acting hard, rapping about their feelings being hurt.
“If You’re Into It”
This is the one song on this list that doesn’t feature on either full-length album by the band, instead featuring solely on their Grammy-winning EP The Distant Future, which also features the excellent “Not Crying.” The premise is simple enough. Bret writes a love song (it’s for his girlfriend in the show, Coco), in which he offers to hang out before he moves on to offering to double team her with her roommate by the refrigerator. Also, Jemaine is there to provide the choruses, which just makes it even funnier.
The other song in the running for the consensus favorite Flight of the Conchords song, this is sung from the point of view of robots who have killed the humans and taken over the world. Also, it takes place in the distant future, also known as the year 2000. It’s probably the catchiest of their songs, which is saying something, because they know how to write a hooky song and how to craft some funny lyrics.
“The Most Beautiful Girl (In the Room)”
This is the first song from the pilot episode of their HBO show, and it’s a great way to make a first impression. Much as how “Business Time” is a banal sex song, this little ditty is about a guy peppering a woman with mediocre compliments. There’s something highly amusing about the phrase “You’re so beautiful, you could be a waitress.”
“Think About It”
“Think About It” is Flight of the Conchords’ take on a message song, and their primary message is to leave monkeys alone. There’s also an excellent portion of the song wherein they just sing about what they are doing, such as breaking it down, or building it up.
This is but a portion of the good, funny music that Flight of the Conchords made. Not every one of their songs is a winner, but the vast majority of them were. And all McKenzie has done since Flight of the Conchords ended is provide music for two Muppets movies and get an Oscar for “Man or Muppet.” Not too shabby. And then we stop.
By one measure, Joey Fatone is the most successful member of NSYNC. He was in My Big Fat Greek Wedding, and that movie made more money than any of the other films featuring a mid-1990s boy band member… except Shrek the Third, starring Justin Timberlake. So, yeah, JT has far and away the best career, and while he’s hanging out with the Coen Brothers or making babies with Jessica Biel, Fatone will be in Ohio, attending an NSYNC lip sync contest.
On July 11, Fatone will host a 1990s-themed bar crawl in Cleveland, the Joey Fatone of cities. The event listing promises that each participant receives a “fanny pack, slap stick bracelet, sunglasses, fishbowl, and Freeze Pop,” and one lucky winner who knows all the lyrics to “Space Cowboy (Yippie-Yi-Yay),” chosen by Fatone, will win a pair of tickets to Rascal Flatts, a band that didn’t release an album in the 1990s. Tragically, the official artwork cuts off Fatone’s face.
Fatone is a natural host and “I Love My ’90s Bar Crawl” sounds like…
IT’S HAPPENING AGAIN.
(Via the A.V. Club)
Lost in the Glastonbury and BET Awards shuffle last night was something very important: Cloud Nothings released a new album! (Sort of.) No Life For Me is a nine-track collaboration between Dylan Baldi & Co. and California stoners Wavves, and unlike, say, Lulu, it’s actually pretty good. Wavves’ haziness works well with Cloud Nothings’ escalating aggressiveness.
Listen to the whole thing below.
This past weekend Foo Fighters were scheduled to perform at Belgium’s Rock Werchter, but due to Dave Grohl’s broken leg, that headlining slot had to be canceled.
The open Foos slot was filled by none other than recently reunited Faith No More, who briefly covered “All My Life” as a tribute to Dave Grohl and the Foo Fighters before going into their own track “Midlife Crisis.”
Covering a Foo Fighters track seems like the proper way to pay respect to the group, who had to cancel multiple shows after Grohl’s gruesome leg injury. Just last week at Glastonbury, Florence + The Machine filled in for Foo Fighters headlining slot and covered “Times Like These.”
Taylor Swift has released four singles from 1989, two of which rank among the album’s worst songs. “Welcome to New York” and “Bad Blood” pale in comparison to “Out of the Woods,” which had better get the expensive-music-video treatment next. It would be hard to top the spectacle of “Bad Blood,” though. The Vevo-record-breaking tribute to #squad has guest appearances from Selena Gomez, Lena Dunham, Ellie Goulding, and about a million other Cool Girls.
That’s also one of its problems, according to Key of Awesome. Their spot-on parody mocks everything ridiculous about the music video, including how exclusionary it is and why Taylor’s new jam is “promoting gun violence while batting my eyelids.” So basic.
For fans waiting 20 years to see a Grateful Dead reunion, Saturday night’s show, which ended with a rainbow cresting over the stage, made it all worth it.
But was the rainbow too perfect an ending? The Dead’s opening night on the Fare Thee Well reunion tour was held in Santa Clara, Calif., just a few miles from Silicon Valley. That, coupled with exorbitant ticket prices, had many fans questioning whether the or not the rainbow was too good to be true.
Shortly after it appeared, Billboard reported that the man-made rainbow cost the band $50,000. They later retracted the report, but that didn’t stop other news outlets and fans from questioning the rainbow’s legitimacy.
One fan on Reddit wrote: “Who’s to say they made it, silicon valley is full of dead heads with more money than they know what to do with could have been done for the show. The clouds were low in an otherwise clear sky, not to mention the drought California is experiencing. The best conspiracies are the ones you can’t prove.”
Another fan argued that there was a logical explanation for the rainbow, citing the stormy weather: “It didn’t just turn on. It was gradual and surrounded by dark rain clouds in the sky. It rained on the crowd after they set ended. If we can literally make it rain I can think of a couple uses for the cloud/rain generator in CA.”
Though the band did post a shot of the rainbow on Twitter, they did not comment on whether or not it was a planned part of the show.
The Dead’s lighting director, Paul Hoffman, weighed in. Cryptically.
(Via Consequence of Sound)
J.J. Watt continues to be a lot of things to a lot of people. For instance, he’s been a hero to sick kids. He’s also been a dance instructor. Hell, he’s even been a guy who will help you get out of work on a Friday. The man’s philanthropy and list of occupations knows no bounds, and after what happened at a Zac Brown Band concert over the weekend, we can now add concert security to that list.
As Watt’s own description on Twitter says, nobody messes with Zac Brown Band. After a concert-goer rushed the stage at one of their shows over the weekend, the All-Pro showed everyone what happens if you do.
Was the rush clearly staged to allow Watt to pummel a guy, while also getting a rise out of everyone in the crowd? Of course. Was it still a proper form tackle from the best defensive player in the NFL and an early indication that we could all use football back in our lives? Hell yes.
Keep ’em coming, J.J.
Bree Newsome is a name you really need to add to your pop culture — and American history — vocabulary, and not just because Ava DuVernay is talking about her. The 30-year-old activist is not just a self-described “Freedom Fighter” who valiantly (and, admittedly, illegally) scaled the flagpole at the South Carolina capital and tore down the Confederate flag, but she’s also an accomplished musician and filmmaker who has only seen glimpses of “her moment.” Here are a few things you need to know about Bree Newsome.
1. Like her Admirer DuVernay, Bree Newsome is a filmmaker
Newsome has some serious filmmaking cred as a graduate of New York University’s Tisch program. But even before that, she earned a $40,000 scholarship from the National Academy of Television Arts & Sciences — you know, the people who give out Emmy Awards — for her animated short film, The Three Princes of Idea, which she made as a high school student. Later on, still in her early- to mid-20s, Newsome made the short film Wake, which was screened in several festivals including Cannes. Cannes. One of its last hurrahs was a Grand Prize at BET’s Urbanworld Festival in 2011. You can watch the whole thing on YouTube:
2. Her filmmaking prowess and activism sometimes hang out together and make award-winning videos.
When she isn’t scaling flag poles, she’s getting the word out to young people to vote. While a student at NYU, she threw together a PSA called Your Ballot, Your Voice, which won a Grand Prize in a contest sponsored by MTV and NYU Tisch. And since she clearly has so much to say when it comes to politics, Newsome is responsible for the video for the comedy rap song “Shake It Like an Etch-a-Sketch,” which mocked 2012 presidential candidate Mitt Romney’s campaign gaffe.
3. South Carolina isn’t the first state capitol she’s targeted for a protest.
Newsome organized a sit-in at the North Carolina state capital to protest attacks on voting rights. She is a co-founder of Stay Up NC and continues to serve as a field organizer for the activist group Ignite NC for which she works on cases to stop police brutality, namely in Charlotte. Her work started back with the shooting of Johnathan Ferrell, a former football player who was shot by police in 2013. So you can imagine that Newsome has been working pretty hard in the past couple of years.
4. She’s a musician who sings in a group that is appropriately named Powerhouse.
As if being a social activist filmmaker wasn’t enough, Newsome is also a musician who has been practicing and writing music since the age of seven. When she was 14, she wrote a six-part choral piece that was performed at the Baltimore Choral Arts Society that earned her a $12,000 scholarship from the Maryland Distinguished Scholars Competition. She performs with the funk band Powerhouse but is also getting ready to release a solo album of her own original music. Here is her single, “#StayStrong: A Love Song to Freedom Fighters”:
And here is Powerhouse covering Beyonce, since that’s something you absolutely need to see and hear:
5. She’s a horror and sci-fi geek!
Tribeca unearthed a panel that Newsome appeared on where she discussed the lack of diversity of women of color in genre filmmaking like horror and science fiction. Wake, her short film, has clear supernatural elements to it and she says she always grew up with an Octavia Butler book nearby.
What she has to say about equating activism with storytelling is creative catnip for anyone who loves hearing artistic people talk about their craft. I swear, Newsome’s brain never stops working, which leads me to this bonus fact…
BONUS FACT: Bree Newsome does not sleep.*
I don’t know how, when, or if she sleeps, but I would imagine that when she does, it’s still powerful. Let’s do everything we can to give Bree Newsome every possible opportunity to tell as many stories as possible. She is an absolute force to be reckoned with, and her career should be nothing less than ridiculously exciting.
*May not be a true fact.
Words By Aspektz
When he isn’t burning up the wheels of steel on New York City’s hottest hiphop station, DJ Prostyle is carefully curating artist features for his new Warner Brothers album. For his first single, Prostyle hit up a couple superstars in Nicki Minaj and Jeremih to lend vocals to his EDM-inspired “Angel.” While the uptempo affair may put off those listeners who were just getting used to the “Everyday” Jeremih again, rest assured that he can hold it down on both fronts.
While Jeremih fits in over the frantic beat, Nicki sounds a bit more out of place and it isn’t helping that she has re-adopted her fugazzi British accent again. Her saving grace is an amazing impersonation of the Birdman birdcall mid-verse that either shows allegiance to the No. 1 Stunna in trying times, or that Prostyle has a whole stash of verses from yesteryear.
Hopefully, the DJ has a few more tricks up his sleeve before the big album drops. These records may work for the short term, but staying power requires more timeless tunes.
(Via Karen Civil)
You might’ve heard that Dan Auerbach’s got a new side project called The Arcs. They have an album out September 4, and a pretty awesome single called “Stay In My Corner” out now. To build upon both of those two things, Auerbach and co. have dropped another track, “Outta My Mind,” to keep the momentum building until late-summer.
The cut’s snappier than “Stay In My Corner” and features a hook that embeds itself into the listener’s head. It pairs nicely with that chiller first drop, providing a hit that’s sure to make its way into sports bars around the country come football season. While that sounds depressing, it speaks to Auerbach’s ability to consistently churn out poppy songs that everyone will enjoy.
Listen to the whole thing below and iTunes pre-orders of the album, titled Yours, Dreamily, come with an instant download of both “Stay…” and “Outta…”
Some things are too good to be true.
When Shia LaBeouf decided to spit a freestyle for all of the Internet to mock, you just knew there had to be a catch. It only took a day for something involving Shia to go full on Shia, because now the word is that Shia committed the ultimate rap crime: he allegedly stole his rhymes.
Yup, a female rap collective called The Anomolies is claiming Shia lifted the raps from their 1999 track “Perfectionist” and passed them off as a freestyle. You can hear the lines in question at the 45 second mark below.
“I recon you want more of that rare commodity/the quality is what it’s gotta be/and my philosophy is much farther than what your eyes can see.”
LaBeouf says the lines pretty much verbatim during his freestyle, leaving you to wonder why we can’t have good things. Granted, this probably isn’t the first time commodity, quality, gotta be and philosophy have been rhymed, but it seems pretty blatant here. Honestly though, I’m kind of impressed by Shia’s innate knowledge of obscure ’90s underground hip-hop.
High Fidelity came out just after the turn of the millennium, March 31, 2000, based on a book written by Nick Hornby in 1995. I have problems with the film itself — mainly, I don’t think any of the characters are likable — but this is not the film section of Uproxx, it’s the music section, so we are going to focus on that aspect of this movie. Which is good, because this is what’s great about High Fidelity.
When John Cusack’s Rob wasn’t out trying to figure out what went on with his old girlfriends, he was hanging around his record store with Jack Black’s Barry and Todd Louiso’s Dick, talking about music. They make top-five list after top-five list on various topics — songs about death, side-one track-ones, Stevie Wonder’s ’80s and ’90s missteps, and so on. They are snide and elitist, but in a way that is recognizable and relatable among music fanatics. Barry gets mad at some guy for wanting to buy “I Just Called to Say I Love You” for his daughter and for not being into The Jesus and Mary Chain. Who hasn’t been irked by somebody not being into The Jesus and Mary Chain? They are great. There are also the mixtapes. Rob considers himself a master of the mixtape, and throughout the film, including in the final monologue, he give tips on how to make the perfect mixtape.
This is where the film excels, because the attention to detail is nigh perfect. Watching these three men who define themselves by their musical tastes, for better or worse, captures something that most music fans can, at least tangentially, understand. The movie is a testament to a certain brand of music fandom. Except that brand has now become, inadvertently, a time capsule of a world that is also now essentially gone forever.
Of course, this isn’t an aberration. All films, eventually, become a reliquary of a bygone era. As Philip J. Fry said when the milk in his ball-cap turned into yogurt, time makes fools of us all. However, it is rare for a movie to become so dated so vociferously and so quickly as High Fidelity. Again, this is a movie about guys who hang out in a record store and make mixtapes. These are things that this modern, digital, computerized world of ours has impacted to a greater degree than most things, especially cultural things. Fervent music fans who define themselves by the music they like still exist, of course. People are still yelling at one another over liking or not liking The Jesus and Mary Chain. They just do it over Twitter or message boards now. If you have ever been on the internet, you know lists are still popular. These lists aren’t being exchanged by dudes hanging out in a record shop anymore, though.
Or, at the very least, this is happening a lot less often. People don’t buy music, and when they do, they don’t do it at stores. Record stores are for people who romanticize, or fetishize, the tangible music experience. Folks like Rob and Barry and Dick are probably the ones still at the store, actually. However, that’s because they are dinosaurs in this modern era. Even kids who love music don’t think of it in that tangible way anymore. Plus, if you want a vinyl record, you can buy it online. If you want to buy a copy of “I Just Called to Say I Love You” you can do it without some music snob giving you crap for it. Or you can just send your kid a link to a YouTube video for the song and save money and time.
Mixtapes are even more antiquated. Why make somebody a mixtape when you can make them a playlist? Mixtapes took craft and skill and effort. You can just throw a bunch of songs on a playlist. You can take some off, or add some on, in the blink of an eye. It’s not a bad thing. It’s just a very different thing, and it makes the concept of a mixtape seem very silly by comparison. Cassettes in general are completely obsolete. You can get CDs. You can get vinyl records. You can stream. You can download from Bandcamp. Some bands still release cassettes, but as a joke, as kitsch. That’s what mixtapes have become, whereas they were objects of great importance to Rob and friends.
It has only been 15 years since High Fidelity came out, and yet, from a music fandom perspective, it might as well be one of those movies from the 1950s where they go into space. At least, that’s how it probably feels to those who grew up in the world of the internet and Napster and so on. For those who actually remember, and were part of, the world of record stores and mixtapes, it’s more likely to bring about wistfulness or nostalgia. High Fidelity is a reminder of what being a music fan used to be like, and what it used to be like is extremely different than what it is now. We live in a world where Nick and Nora can make an infinite playlist. The art of the mixtape is dead, but at least we don’t have to drive anywhere to complain about it.
Listen, we all know that Lady Gaga supports gay rights. However, we didn’t know that she felt so strongly about Mariachi dancers. I mean, she didn’t even know she felt so strongly about them.
Gaga posted a picture on Instagram last night of herself, “gay pride” written on her body, on the balcony of her apartment in Chicago. The caption reads: “Watching over Chicago Pride from my apartment and smiling so big. So many happy people. Happy pride!”
Unfortunately, the parade in question wasn’t Chicago Pride; it was the Chicago Mariachi and Folklorico Festival, a wonderful event in its own right we imagine, just not the event Gaga was fawning over. The Chicago Pride parade was held on the same day, but in a different part of the city.
Hey, mistakes happen, and her heart was in the right place. Let the girl have her fun, and let us focus on what’s important here… Gaga’s apartment has a dope view.
(Via Red Eye Chicago)
Lil Wayne is having to keep his head on a swivel these days with Young Thug on his back and Cash Money in his pockets. Despite all this, he still plans to drop his Free Weezy Album on July 4, but before that happens, Weezy decided to partner up with newly in-demand singer Charlie Puth for their collab, “Nothing But Trouble.”
From the soundtrack to the upcoming music documentary 808, Charlie Puth goes from an uplifting crooner on the chorus of “See You Again” to a mournful playboy on “Nothing But Trouble.” Instagram models and heartbreaking women will do that to you. Over a haunting beat which, as you may guess, utilizes 808 drums, Weezy rhymes about how he put his heart on the line for someone who was just using him. For what it’s worth, if you’re meeting through DMs, it’s probably doomed from the start, but that’s just one opinion.
Christ Bearer is a Long Beach, Calif., rapper who was reportedly affiliated with the Wu-Tang Clan. However, you’re probably more familiar with him as the guy who allegedly tried to commit suicide after he’d chopped off his d*ck.
Christ Bearer, whose real name is Andre Johnson, spoke with Vlad TV recently to explain his side of the story for nearly everything: his Wu-Tang affiliation, why he attempted suicide, and why, exactly, he severed his penis from his body. What did we learn from the 30-minute interview? We’re not entirely sure, but here’s what he claimed.
He says he’s a Wu-Tang affiliate.
Johnson claims that he formed part of the West Coast Killah Beez crew that was the Wu’s west coast affiliate group in the late-1990s. He said that the RZA signed him, which the production mind behind Shaolin corroborated last year. To what extent beyond his work with RZA did Johnson contribute? Who knows. He says the list of people he’s worked with “would stagger you,” and he even makes the claim that Wu members wouldn’t work with him because he was too crazy.
He was f*cked up on drugs the night he cut off his penis.
Johnson claims that a history of PCP abuse runs in his family, and he was a regular user of the drug by the time he was 21. While he says sleep deprivation contributed to his state the night he cut off his penis, he admitted, “I was just high as a kite. It was more than a mistake.” He counts meth, molly, and alcohol as drugs that were in his system. As for what he says his mind-state was like, he compared it to being in a cartoon: “I was watching Family Guy and American Dad, so when you smoke you’re in a cartoon world… You in an electron, neutron world. That shit is just not—what happens there is different than what happens in this reality.”
He cut off his penis because he wanted to give himself a vasectomy.
According to Johnson, he was having child-support problems at the time. He’d had three babies by three different women, and encountered several restraining orders. Coupled with the cocktail of drugs in his system, he figured he’d castrate himself. He took a steak knife and chopped. How did he know he’d messed up? “My shit just started leaking a water hose, man!,” he says.
Don’t consider it a suicide attempt.
He claims he just made a mistake; he was never intending to kill himself.
Watch the whole interview above.