Let’s forget for a minute that John Mayer spent his early career as a brooding ladies’ man, that he has dated every vapid starlet in Hollywood from Jessica Simpson to Taylor Swift and that his early singing style was so breathy he might have in fact swallowed several microphones.
Anyone who has spent a summer in Charlottesville knows that the city, though it may quiet down when students leave, continues on and provides residents with a multitude of fun activities: peach picking, wine tasting, and outdoor events on the downtown mall are only a few things that make spending a summer in Charlottesville a unique and memorable experience.
Believe it or not, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs have been around for a decade now. While most bands would have faded into obscurity since then, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs prove that they are more than capable of producing fresh, new music with the release of their new album, Mosquito, last Tuesday.
If you’re a true metal fan, you’ve likely been spending the last few weeks biting your fingernails with your Monthly Metal Allowance crinkling in your pocket while you anxiously scan The Cavalier Daily for my judgment of Killswitch Engage’s (KSE’s) latest album, ‘Disarm the Descent.’
The low-profile Charlotte Aitchison, who performs under the moniker Charli XCX and gained international popularity as the featured artist of Icona Pop’s anthemic “I Love It,” recently released her own studio debut, ‘True Romance,’ an album full of songs about love, relationships and partying.
After the release of the thoroughly disappointing 2011 album ‘Mine is Yours’ and a subsequent two-year hiatus, Cold War Kids have finally returned with the release of their fourth studio album ‘Dear Miss Lonelyhearts.’ When the group debuted in 2004 they mesmerized fans powerful, yet fun singles like “Hang Me Up to Dry” and “Hospital Beds,” but efforts by the band since then have certainly tapered off. Fortunately, ‘Dear Miss Lonelyhearts’ helps build hope for what I had deemed to be a lost cause. Still, while the Long Beach, California based band seem to channel their best work on most of the record’s tracks, others seem as long and drawn-out as the Cold War itself.
It’s April 20th and I am a deep sea diver. Instead of exploring the ocean for coins, I’m scouring an endless tangle of milk crates and dust-caked paper for a perfect find. I’m not blazed, but I am blazing a new trail at the sweet speed of 33 1/3 RPM. After all, it’s Record Store Day, an audiophile’s second Christmas.