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a weekend @ evanston folk fest
@amelia.moseman (words)@colekincart (photos) If I were a painter, I’d take out my brush and get to work on a John Lewis Krimmel style genre painting of Evanston Folk Festival, complete with sunny skies and rejoicing amongst the people. I’d capture the grandeur of the simplicity, exhibited in the liveliness of the crowds and the beauty…
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Geordie Greep @ the Metro
@Olivia.McMath This past Sunday, Geordie Greep and his insanely talented band graced the audience at the Metro with an intricate, unidentifiably unique performance. The place was packed; energy was high, and Tori and I had no idea what to expect. In all honesty I had not dabbled much in Geordie Greep’s music aside from a…
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tommy oeffling @ the vivarium
@tamar.agam I caught Tommy Oeffling on the second-to-last stop of the tour for his new album, “Picture of Health”, at the Vivarium in his band’s hometown, Milwaukee. Full transparency: my first time listening to the album was the night before the show. I had previously listened to beauty filter (a self-titled album by one of Oeffling’s bands),…
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jake minch @ schubas
@amelia.moseman (words)@colekincart (photos) Hey Cole, what was that show we went to the other night? Oh, oh, it was that guy with the bird! No, that’s Jake Finch. Wasn’t it that guy who had just made it to the play-offs? No, no, that’s Jake Clinch. You’re thinking of that guy who squeezes just a little…
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modern cults @ schubas
@victoriaaspurez I went to Schubas in July to see the album release show for band Modern Cults. The album was short, barely over fifteen minutes and there was a good energy from the friends and families in the crowd. In the small venue, the band was energetic and fit in the space perfectly. The vocals…
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The Truman Sinclair Show
@amelia.moseman (questioneer, words) @cole.kincart (photography, interjections) @trumansinclairr @a.jesperson_ (talent) If you ever find yourself in Gill, Massachusetts, looking for a place that provides the perfect backdrop for easy conversation and maybe also a photoshoot, might I suggest the Wagon Wheel Country Drive-In. The diner has the vibe of the classics—melts, burgers, soups, an ice cream…
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greer @ bottom lounge
@victoriaaspurez Last Wednesday at Bottom Lounge—so many people squeezed into that small space—and Greer filled it easily. By the time they hit the stage, the crowd was loud and excited. The band was loose, playful—just genuine back-and-forth banter and a feeling like you were hanging out with the band. Most of the night for me…
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blondshell @ the metro
@victoriaaspurez Blondshell played at the Metro and performed the coolest show, passionate and natural. This tour is off the release of her new album, which felt like a deeper extension of the last one. It expands of themes of love, self-sabotage, and reflects on interactions with friends and lovers. The setlist was great, a perfect…
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she’s green @ cobra lounge
@amelia.moseman photo courtesy of @nickwantstoniconico Minneapolis’ she’s green makes music that feels like watching light spill across your bedroom. It’s slow, immersive and a bit phantasmic. Somewhere between slowcore, shoegaze and noise-pop (what even are words at this point), the band filters big emotions through hazy shredding and daydream vocals. Zofia Smith leads the quintet…
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Hippo Campus @ The Salt Shed
@amelia.mosemanPhotos courtesy of Anson Tong via Jam Productions The first time I saw Hippo Campus perform they were merely boys, bouncing around on stage with awkwardly long limbs and haircuts that could only be described as “twee”. My friends and I, at the ripe age of 13, had convinced my dad to drive us 45…
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Japanese Breakfast @ the Salt Shed
@nicholasraden Japanese Breakfast puts on a show in every sense of the word, bringing you into the world of Melancholy. The venue seemed to suit her show very well, from colorful lights encompassing her, to shrouding her darkness only visible from the lantern she was holding, to a single beam on her while she sat…
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Beyoncé @ Soldier Field
@colekincart Photo credit: Julian Dakdouk Welcome, folks, to my Cowboy Carter review and reflection. I arrive here not as an expert, nor as a scholar of the Beyoncé canon, but as a witness. A witness who found themselves caught in the gravitational pull of something bigger than just a concert. Now this write-up isn’t just…