Weyes Blood is at The Troubadour on Thursday
It is missing a “We Found Love” but otherwise is the equal of any electro-pop that doesn’t have G-Dragons name on it. I mean, going to Rihanna for sincerity is like going to a hooker for true love. It isn’t what they are selling.
The Madonna set sounds pretty by the numbers and godforbid she throws in “Lucky Star” or “Material Girl”, right? Instead it is a steady diet of ecstacy and agony with way too much preaching and nowhere near enough popitutde.
I’ve seen quite a bit of dance music since then but I still love the guy. He is playing the Electric Zoo Fest at Randalls over the Labor Day weekend and in October will be pushing his third album with a full band and a new album.
DJs are kind of a joke for me, they get all the glory and all the cheerleaders for spinning records, and if some can be creative, most of them are so overrated it’s not even funny!
This is a new festival but these guys know their stuff: from the righteous price ($185 for a two day pass), to a DJ list that includes, Bassnectar, Skrillex, AVICII, m83. A-Trak.. a tremendous list.
The whole “Mr 305”, fake laugh, studly stance just kills me every time. This dude has more confidence in his machismo than Chuck Norris. Yet I love his music, because it is so cheesy.
From Jack of the Cosmonauts thru Wade of KiLR, all the way to Jagger, Daltry, Bono, the lead singer of a rock band sets the tone and leads the band and it is just about impossible to have a great band without a great lead singer.
At a rave, the audience consuming the music, they are using it for their own distinct ends. Dance, drugs, sex. They are not watching James Brown, they are listening for beats and feeling their heart beats race and their movements, the expression freedom of letting go but controlled. They are the stars.
They sold out MSG in ten minutes of presale. And the audience were berserk, a truly fun buncha kids, who were like dayglo hippies on ecstacy instead of weed, and dancing up a storm. I, myself, who only white man dances, felt moved to shake it. But it wasn’t a “concert”. It was a DJ set.
Shes a very intelligent woman with a horrible speaking voice so this may actually be one of the niftiest things yet.
Guetta performed in front of 800 people packed in this new lobby, and transformed for the occasion into ‘the full Vegas nightclub experience – complete with LED light riggings, VIP tables with bottle service, elevated platforms with scantily-clad dancers
“I decided… it’s my duty to put on a good show so I pulled up some kids on stage, they kinda went nuts dancing to the music, and I just sort of tried to engage people…”
My Rule #1 at music festivals is, “never say ‘I should have…’ Just DO IT”.
“So many true fans who couldn’t even get tickets… such BULLSHIT”
Im dancing…….like only a punk can
some high falutin dance reference
Let the circus begin
And the album doesn’t come out till tuesday…
brides today are having to take dance lessons cuz they have no idea how to dance their ‘first dance’ without a jello shot being sucked off their stomach first
toe tapping frenzy
general consensus seems to be that listeners aren’t irritated that the original contains vocals, but rather who wrote and sings the obnoxious, repetitive, and unoriginal lyrics. Let’s party all night long. Let’s make it last forever
morphed into a disaster
one sexy, sexy combination
What unsufferable egotist. She’s sold a coupla million albums, she hasn’t invented penecillin. Created -pah!
is it a joke?
This is a consumation devoutly to be wished for
Gaga is once again copycatting Madonna, or the fact that Christian and Catholic leagues are still offended by a music video in 2011.
There are keyboards, MPDs, Mixers, sound effects, drum machines..
where are the rest of the fans
At three and a half hours, it wasn’t long enough
phenomenal chorus makes up for the lacking i
sex and dancing
Brooklyn music warehouse gathering will suffice unless there is at least a trapeze and $5 liquor buckets
A musical savant
sob posts for days!