Music
Lotus: Cleaning out the grease
We asked Luke Miller, guitarist and one-half of the brother team that comprises the core of the funktronica quartet Lotus, about the flyer we came across in Cleveland last January, while we were in town visiting family. It was a little slice of home, not even so much...
Transformative festival Arises
Music festivals have become far more than a gathering of bands and have morphed into a sub-cultural phenomenon that emphasize collaboration, ritual and enlightenment and strive to leave attendees transformed...
Review: Technicolor Tone Factory with Tauk and Aspen Hourglass
Progressive rock was the theme of the night at the Fox Theatre on Friday, Feb. 7. Three groups each played their own version of the genre. Garage band Aspen Hourglass from Fort Collins opened up with a bang to get the crowd ready for a loud night. The trio consisting...
Meagan Chandler’s unusual muse
Meagan Chandler’s body is her instrument. Well, technically her voice is her instrument, but the vivacious singer draws her lyrics and one-of-a-kind music from bodily inspiration. Her voice, she says, “just happens to make noise...
Looking back to look ahead
Whether Eric Earley is writing about it or talking about it, any discussion of the music he makes for Blitzen Trapper presents an uneasy exercise. He states an answer then verbally erases it — a songwriter uncertain of how to objectively speak of his craft. Earley ...
Poetry and music combine
Assembling a work of art is like putting together a puzzle: Sometimes it’s a struggle to make the pieces fit, and sometimes they just fall into place...
Coming clean
Aside from ZZ Top, probably no other music artist could cause more of a commotion by shaving a beard than Matisyahu...
‘Best of’ lists are for insecure losers
Comedy legend Mitch Hedberg once cracked that Pringles’ original intention, given the weird tubes the snack comes in, was to sell tennis balls. But when trucks filled with potatoes showed up at the factory, the people in charge of the operation cried, “Fuck it, cut ’...
The jukebox of Lafayette
With a quick glance at the Nissi’s stage, one would think the pompadour wearin’, low voiced, gold jacketed, hip swingin’ singer was Elvis Presley himself. Upon closer inspection and a realization that it’s 2015, you’d notice the crooner was in fact Shelvis and her ...
