At the end of each story, when the words on the page shake you to your core and leave you hollow, something else drags you on.
While the sound is similar, the invocation of minimalism that pervades the album is individual to Francis and Francis alone. It’s his expertise, after all.
In the third session of Standing Room Only, the Daily welcomed Detroit-based band Legume
The funk is still there, but Vulfpeck’s laidback, do-it-yourself style seems slightly diminished. But that isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
Broccoli is a self-proclaimed scientist, creator and performer. His work questions the purpose and function of identity, the relationship between an artist and their work and the notion of professionalism in performance. His shows are intimate, energetic and brutally honest, wrapping meaningful insights in manifestations of latent energy. The purpose is malleable and iterative, the project under construction. And because of this, his set is constantly changing.
This album tells the story of love, loss, struggle, insecurity and time that is running out.
Although Mo Pop may be written off by some for its relatively small size, the festival pulls off what few others of its magnitude have.
Artists roam the fields besides their adoring fans, hoping to go unnoticed because heck, Jeff Rosenstock wants to see Angel Olsen’s soulful, sad performance as much as his average fan.
Reubens to veggie to monstrous concoctions of tuna you can’t believe made it onto a plate, let alone a slab of bread — this is Zingerman’s.