Jen Cloher showed a Rough Trade NYC crowd how a wild heart grows tough skin. Her badass, “rock n’ roll chick” vibes amplify any crowd’s…
SYNOPSIS: In his twentieth film, acclaimed horror director Kiyoshi Kurosawa (Cure, Pulse) reinvents the alien movie as a unique and profoundly human tale of love and…
Bon Iver and Father John Misty are known for their capacity to orchestrate emotion. From depression to love, they make music feel like a platform…
Berklee trained and world domination aimed, I really like Sam Fishcher. His sound pulses with R&B grooves that could revive even the deadest of nights,…
Pop is the most beloved and judged genre. It has the tendency to be celebrated for the same reason it is berated; it is happy.…
Vibe Music! That is what I call artists from Jhene Aiko to Kali Uchis that aim for music frequencies rather than sound. It is as…
The Standard has quickly become a premiere spot for rising artists. Entering the 23rd floor, you get one of the most beautiful views of NYC…
The Suzan’s Konichiwa glitters like its literal meaning: with welcome. In three bright tracks, The Suzan have created the sonic version of a 5-hour energy.…
It was Grammy weekend, and NYC sparkled with artists like, Typhoon, who proved music is as diverse with options as ever. The Oregon band filled…
Going to see August Greene was like going to see The Big Three of Jazz/ Music; Robert Glasper, Karriem Riggins, and Common. The crowd was…
JP Cooper is The Man From Manchester that can sing like Missouri. From his first song, he had more riffs than a Christina Aguilera Gospel…
The hardest thing for an artist is to be uninspired. There whole definition of creativity derives from inspiration, and an idea that how you see…
When I saw The Belle Game at Brooklyn Steel, I noted their eagerness to bring positivity and openness to their crowd. They did not lose…
Jesse Marchant’s Illusion of Love plays exactly like that, an illusion. Songs spume upward with the images we thought about love, and the reality we…
“EXCUSE YOU, CRAIG DAVID”, I said as I clutched my pearls in awe of David’s pure, sonic transformation. From my concert review, there is no…