Fresh ‘start’ for fallen band:
By Jacqueline Justice | November 7, 2013Returning from a surprise two-year absence from the music scene, Tucson-based duo Ryanhood released its new album “Start Somewhere” on Nov.
Returning from a surprise two-year absence from the music scene, Tucson-based duo Ryanhood released its new album “Start Somewhere” on Nov.
Around Grounds, students are packing away their costumes, snacking on leftover candy and catching up on neglected homework.
Very few comedians, let alone people, are as successful as Aziz Ansari – especially at such a young age.
People everywhere have dissected and discussed every minute detail of the day that Lee Harvey Oswald shot President Kennedy in the head in a sea of media, spanning from books, to movies, to television, to obscure conspiracy theory sites around the web.
Arcade Fire’s follow up to the Grammy Award winning 2010 album “The Suburbs” turned out very different than expected – at least for me.
Since the release of their debut studio album “Eyelid Movies” in 2009, Phantogram has built a noticeable grassroots following through extensive touring campaigns, playing with the likes of The Antlers, The xx, Beach House, and Ra Ra Riot.
My experience Sunday night at the Paramount Theater was less of a concert than it was an exercise of spiritual arousal.
When the credits rolled at the close of Paul Greengrass’s thrilling Captain Phillips, based on the 2009 pirate hijacking of the Maersk Alabama, the audience breathed a collective sigh of relief.
The film industry has grown increasingly unoriginal lately. Most popular movies tend to fall into one of four categories: sequels, remakes, novel adaptations and works inspired by a true story.
Smart romantic comedies are surprisingly not easy to come by these days, making Nicole Holofcener’s “Enough Said” particularly so refreshing.
This past week, I had the pleasure of viewing a prescreening of “About Time.” Written and directed by Richard Curtis, who has also brought us “Notting Hill” and “Love Actually,” the movie tugs at our heartstrings once again.
Music can tell just as good a story as any Walter White, a fact I was reminded of last Tuesday at the Tuesday Evening Concert Series in Old Cabell Hall featuring the Les Violons du Roy chamber orchestra accompanied by mezzo-soprano opera singer Stephanie Blythe. I walked into this spectacle somewhat underdressed and underprepared, but thankfully the musicians did not. The Les Violons du Roy opened with “Orchestral Suite No.
The separation of a book lover from his books is a sorry sight. Unfortunately, college students often feel too busy for any reading beyond their course syllabi.
Patrick Dougherty would have no problem saying his work is “for the birds.” Currently on display at the Fralin Museum of Art, Dougherty’s “Stickwork” consists of thousands of wood saplings twisted and twined together into a “Stickwork” sculpture.
Imagine mountains so distinct, caverns so resonant, deserts so desolate that they seem separated from Rugby Road only by a thin windowpane.
The success of Orlando-based quartet Trivium has long seemed causally linked to an arithmetic pattern.
Directed by Robert Chapel, the Drama Department’s production of “Crazy for You” opens this week at the Culbreth Theater.
With the opening lyrics of “Getaway,” the first track on Pearl Jam’s 10th studio album, “Lightning Bolt,” lead singer Eddie Vedder propels the ‘90s grunge band back into the contemporary music scene. The album is a nice smorgasbord of alternative rock that accentuates Vedder’s diverse stylistic capabilities, aiming to appeal to a wide array of listeners.
I’ll preface this article by saying I am a huge crimedy (crime comedy, copyright pending) fan; Monk, Psych, White Collar, and the like are all great.
I was sixteen once: angst-ridden, hopelessly-romantic and wrapped up in a Tumblr blog. I had just moved from Michigan to Northern Virginia and felt my contribution to the world of umpteen identical town-house complexes and frozen yogurt joints was best spent holed up with an iMac and an unhealthy dose of hormones. No record accompanied my long nights adding pages to my digital diary more often than A Day to Remember’s brilliant “What Separates Me From You.” It’s half paint-by-numbers metalcore, half incredibly well-done pop-punk, and the combination served as the ideal soundtrack for my formative years.