If you haven’t seen Pink Flamingos, please do yourself a favor and take care of that now. Fair warning: It’s by far the most disgusting film ever made, so as long as you aren’t alone and you aren’t sober, you’ll love it.
Long-time Grey’s Anatomy star Ellen Pompeo (Meredith Grey) made her directorial debut in last Thursday’s poignant and beautifully cinematic episode “Be Still, My Soul,” the 18th episode of season 13, which chronicles a cancer treatment that hits close to home for the doctors of Grey Sloan Memorial and explores the idea that love can sometimes do more harm than good.
After three years without new music and a self-imposed social media hiatus, Ed Sheeran finally released his newest album, Divide (÷), on March 3. New listeners and devoted fans alike will find the exceptional guitar skills and raw vocals that have solidified Sheeran’s popularity in full supply on this new album, but they can also expect to witness Sheeran’s notable evolution into different musical styles.
Freddie Gibbs (aka Freddie Gordy, Gangsta Gibbs) has been rapping for years, but his rise was fairly recent. He caught buzz over mixtapes and small, local songs before truly blowing up through his masterful collaboration with Madlib (Piñata)as well as his great follow up album, Shadow of a Doubt.
The young audience that filled Isaiah Rashad’s show shouted “Zaywop” in unison in excitement for the Tennessee rapper’s entrance. Shortly afterwards, he stormed the stage mid-flow, with an energy that I personally wasn’t expecting. Really, that was the dominant theme of the night: subverting expectations.
Baltimore-based band Future Islands had been touring virtually non-stop, playing relatively small, do-it-yourself gigs before they broke out in spring 2014. Their performance of “Seasons (Waiting on You)” off of the album “Singles” on the Late Show with David Letterman went viral, largely due to their lead-singer Samuel T. Herring’s highly-charged energy and unique dance moves. It is the most viewed debut in the Late Show’s history.
Acclaimed cartoonist Barry Blitt will give a presentation next Monday entitled “In One Eye and Out the Other” in the Mattin Center.
As I sat outside of 2640 Space waiting for the heavy church doors to open, a young woman walked up and asked, “Is this the line?” Glancing at the row of waiting people that was just beginning to turn the corner of the block, the man sitting next to me replied, “We’re not in line, but I think some of the other people are.”
Most Americans hate poverty. The dominant narrative, embraced by the major media and most politicians, tells us that the poor are “welfare queens,” lazy, violent and criminals.
Just moments after Tennis’s first song ended, their lead singer, Alaina Moore, announced that this was the largest show that they had ever played. The 9:30 Club was packed yet quaint, and as the band moved into their next song, a rhythmic calm washed over the tightly packed crowd.
Drake is a massive figure. He is a global superstar, one of the most recognizable faces of the past ten years. He has exceeded pure stardom; He has exceeded hip hop fame. He is the image of wealth, success, cool. Perhaps this explains why Drake’s recent music is so... boring.
Well, it took almost two weeks, but Nicki Minaj finally dropped a response to Remy Ma’s shots in “shETHER” and its somewhat lackluster follow-up “Another One.” And, as expected, Nicki’s new track “No Frauds” is nothing short of phenomenal.
In an age in which rap and hip-hop dominate mainstream airwaves, I probably don’t listen to as much rock music as I should. When I do, it’s normally old ‘60s and ‘70s classics that I remember listening to with my parents. Yet contemporary Scottish alt-rock band Biffy Clyro has a special place in my heart.
After graduating this past May with her Masters in Clinical Mental Health Counseling, Hopkins alumna Taylor Nolan decided to go on The Bachelor as a means of pushing herself outside of her comfort zone.
The air smelled of urine and Chinese takeout. I patiently waited outside of the Broadway Theatre with my father. The girl in front of us was complaining to her mother about how cold she was, her puny, insignificant brain not realizing the unbelievable situation she was about to stumble into.
