The Austin City Limits Festival, a spectacular blowout that attracts music fans from around the country, took place over the course of the past two weekends. The festival is considered a premiere destination for those in search of a wide spectrum of musical acts; from a chunk of smaller bands such as The Rosebuds, Cults and Knox Hamilton, to the larger mainstream performers such as Pearl Jam, Sam Smith and current favorite producer-turned-DJ, Calvin Harris.
While the majority of the acts taking the stage over the length of the festival are touting older albums, some produced new material in 2014. Jenny Lewis, Childish Gambino, Pearl Jam, Sam Smith and St. Vincent are among those promoting brand new releases.
Chvrches, whose notable sound blends electronic synth and rock, are currently collaborating on a sophomore follow up to 2013′s popular The Bones Of What You Believe. This was made obvious when, upon taking the stage during the second weekend of ACL, the band treated the crowd to a live performance of a new track which has yet to be named (according to Pitchfork.com, working titles so far are “Richard Pryor”, “Gene WIlder” and “Eddie Murphy”). The song comes loaded with typical features produced by Chvrches and is not a far cry from their previous work, but it is nothing if not catchy and snappy. Check it out the ACL performance below:
October 16, 2014 at 10:45 am
I wanted to quickly share with you some reflections on a small handful of my current obsessions. These songs have managed to stick with me over the years.
5. “The Rip Tide”, Beirut
Coachella 2012 was a tremendous festival experience. There is something magical in roaming from stage to stage discovering new bands or revisiting favorites. Beirut, a solo venture turned group, was slated to play the Mojave stage. Casually, my friends and I stopped by to take in the all-encompassing sounds of Zach Condon’s flugelhorn, trumpet and trombone. After arriving home, I went back to Beirut’s albums and immediately became enamored with this track and all of its horn-heavy glory.
October 6, 2014 at 7:17 pm
Urban Dictionary defines “musicphile” as “a person who thoroughly enjoys listening to a wide selection of music and varied musical genres.”
While it is not something tangible, an object one can see or touch, music affects our brain. Harmonic rhythms can release dopamine to our brain, which in turn spills chills down our spine. In the summer of 2010, standing shoulder-to-shoulder at Pitchfork Music Festival, I was captivated by a then up-and-coming band, Local Natives. The temperature reached nearly 100 degrees in the shade yet during its tune “Airplanes”, the chills would not subside. A wide smile firmly plastered to my face, goose bumps covered my arms and even my cheeks (that’s when you know it’s good). That song still holds a spot as one of my all-time favorites.
October 1, 2014 at 10:57 pm
It happens to me most often when I’m sick, when my room is filled with tissues and medicine is thrown everywhere, and when I feel as if I am physically incapable of getting up to grab my laptop to watch Netflix. It’s when I’m forced to stare at the wall when I finally come face-to-face with my life, with where I am, where I want to go and who I want to be. And then I think to myself after putting my life together in a matter of a few short minutes, “Wow, my life is honestly a mess right now and I don’t care.”
I guess what I’m getting it at is sometimes life is going to feel psycho and out of this world but that’s the way it’s supposed to be. We don’t have all the answers and we’re going to make stupid mistakes that will leave our parents banging their head’s against the kitchen table, but that’s life.
I mean, aren’t we all supposed to be a little out of our minds? If we were all perfectly sane, life would be boring. Being perfect is simply impossible and highly overrated. Personally, when I think of trying to be perfect, I think of trying to be Taylor Swift and that life just seems flat out terrible and slightly unbearable.
September 30, 2014 at 6:27 pm
As I sit here in my pajamas, poised to complete this post and write a class essay, I feel an overwhelming calmness. It’s surprising.
This week, I’ve dealt with challenges and major life decisions. I’ve also stepped into new places that offered me a wonderful sense of serenity and happiness. Yes, those places do exist.
This week I had the chance to visit The Book Gallery, a bookstore in the heart of the Arcadia neighborhood in Phoenix. There’s a sibling location in Mesa on Main Street. These bookstores are true treasure troves, stacked to the brim with books and artifacts. I’d say that they’re the most picturesque book stores I’ve ever seen.
September 26, 2014 at 8:23 pm
Sensuality can sometimes be considered too risqué or taboo for public media. Readers can argue that “Fifty Shades of Grey” has a sensuous tone, but I’m talking about literature a level below the handcuffs and whips.
What I’m referring to is the detailed imagery of passion, where the sex is not even described in more than one sentence.
September 24, 2014 at 4:14 pm
It was always just a passing thought for me. On the rare occasion that I’d have a class in the ASU University Center (UCENT) on the downtown Phoenix campus, I’d think how nice it was that local art donned the white walls between classrooms.
But I never looked closer unless I was waiting for the professor to open the door so we could get it over with.
September 24, 2014 at 3:46 pm
“4.2 billion people access social media sites via mobile devices with 189 million Facebook users being ‘mobile only’” – Albert Costill
Whether you love it or hate it, it’s apparent that social media is here to stay and it’s becoming increasingly essential to have contact with it and cultivate your online presence. Social media is becoming the best way that people access their news, ideas and communicate with their friends. Businesses use it to promote their brand, news networks constantly share instant updates and our friends keep us in touch with their lives (like what they ate for breakfast).
September 23, 2014 at 11:09 am
Commissioned art seems to be a practice of years past, reserved for sculptors and painters paid to decorate the cathedrals and palaces of the Renaissance.
Back then, artists vied for positions as court painters and sculptors, producing near-endless copies of portraits portraying Marie Antoinette and Napoleon Bonaparte in all their bourgeois luxury. Sculptors like Michelangelo and Lorenzo Ghiberti were commissioned to create sculptures to adorn the extravagant cathedrals and churches that peppered Italy and greater Europe.
September 22, 2014 at 6:51 pm
There’s one thing that every college student cannot be without: entertainment. If it weren’t for Netflix, YouTube, TV, or concerts, we would be ripping our hair out. College tries to pack everything we’ll need to be successful adults into four years. We are worked to the bone and if it were not for some kind of mental release we would probably pass out!
Personally, I love the thrill of a concert.
September 22, 2014 at 10:01 am