Forty-six metal, noise and punk outfits are throwing their music behind a Bandcamp compilation titled "Shut It Down: Benefit for the Movement for Black Lives," and two of those 46 are Arkansas's own Rwake and Terminal Nation.
There's a lot more to the new Buffalo Gals album than its quarantine soundtrack qualities, particularly its treatment of matters of rural queer identity.
Here's director Ben Meredith's video for the title track, which, promisingly, wanders the turf between Descarte's Dream argument, molecular gas clouds and classic Sabbath.
Aussie rocker Courtney Barnett inaugurated the Momentary's RØDE House, named after the microphone company that served as a founding funder for the new arts space.
The Jacksonville, Fla., 12-piece outfit delivered a two-hour set of all-the-music Nov. 16, from the take-you-to-church, gospel-inflected “Joyful Noise” to the closer, a Motown-flavored “I Want More” that morphed into the Santana instrumental classic, “Soul Sacrifice.”
Eric Church was well worth the wait.
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"Memphysema" really does capture buzz of energy and excitement the band possessed in those days. As a re-introduction to Ho-Hum 25 years on, few bands or fans could ask for anything better.
Maybe it was Jett’s long-sharpened road-dog skills or her devoted vegetarian diet, or whatever soothing tonic was in Ann Wilson’s ceramic coffee cup, but neither showed a shred of evidence of vocal atrophy, and both were surrounded by the kind of musicians and engineers who can make their music work in a stadium setting.
Breaking fourth walls as often as its foley artist Erick Saoud broke glass, a compact cast of singers and pianist/songwriter John Willis put up Menotti's 1939 radio opera "The Old Maid & The Thief" at The Studio Theatre this weekend.
Volume on. There's new Dylan Earl, Tsukiyomi, Bonnie Montgomery and more.
As the river encroached the park, lapping against the bricks of the back of the amphitheater, its brisk current often matched the blistering tempos. Geese wandered about near the backstage equipment like hopeful groupies.
Mondanaro brought the libretto to absolute life. Her lines were smooth and spinning and radiant, and so nimble that she was able to lend that lovely element of surprise Puccini’s phrases can have, in the right hands — the kind where you’re not sure if a line of dialogue is going to blossom suddenly and swell upward, or demure modestly in a downward flutter and disappear.
The band’s recorded songs routinely run longer than five minutes, and are given even more room to breathe in the live setting, during which the band skillfully vamped and locked into dynamic grooves, effortlessly waxing and waning to create an overpowering frenzy or to showcase an individual musician, depending on what the song or situation called for in the moment.
Fort Payne, Ala. country superstars Alabama made a greatest hits concert out of their stop at Verizon Arena Saturday night.
Tucked in between “Shoot Me Straight” and “Weed, Whiskey and Willie” near the beginning of the duo’s show Friday night at Robinson Performance Hall in Little Rock, “I Don’t Remember Me (Before You)” was not only an early highlight of the concert, but also a fine showcase of TJ Osborne’s great voice as he sang about “the boy I used to be.”
It was a 'hell of a night.'
Even so, a more subdued Miranda Lambert at Verizon Arena.
March 28, Verizon Arena
The Red Hot Chili Peppers took a slightly different musical path to its May induction into the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame than most of their fellow honorees.