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(09/25/03 5:00am)
Kini Collins can kick your butt. Yeah, yeah, yeah her art is captivating and widely acclaimed, but she can also literally kick your butt. For a little over 15 years she studied and taught Japanese martial arts in both the United States and Japan. The really cool thing about that fact, besides that she can kick your butt (did I mention she can kick your butt?) is that you would never be able to guess that she's anything other than an artist by simply looking at her paintings. You'd swear she's been painting all her life. At least that's the way she makes it look.
(09/25/03 5:00am)
You know that piece of notebook paper that flutters on the sidewalk, next to the trashcan that it was intended for, but never made it into? Or that scratched up photo of people in outfits straight out of 1975? And that squished key, melted into the tar on the street that glints in the sun just for a split second - but just long enough to catch your eye? Someone out there can't resist bending down and picking these objects up. Where did they come from? Who lost them? Or were they cast aside? Each one has a story to tell and Found Magazine is here to tell them.
(09/25/03 5:00am)
Most people have seen an "info-comic" or "edu-comic," but don't recognize the format as a literary genre. They're all over the place, from doctor's office waiting rooms to school cafeterias to the seat pouches of most commercial airplanes. Corporations commission them to be drawn for employee training purposes, and interest groups distribute info-comix to spread a message. Every public school student in the country has probably read an info-comic about how to give the Heimlich.
(09/25/03 5:00am)
A few years ago there were dozens upon dozens of gritty, shot-bar rock bands that didn't have half a chance at a record contract. Then, the White Stripes happened, and every rock critic and college kid in the country suddenly developed a deep affection for minimalist, blues-based rock. Now what we've got on our hands is a totally oversaturated genre dubbed "garage," which will soon collapse on itself if somebody doesn't rise above the standard and show some innovation.
(09/25/03 5:00am)
Do not go gentle into that good night. Old age should burn and rave at close of day. Rave, rave against the dying of the light...
(09/18/03 5:00am)
The cover of Dandys' new record features a clever little drawing of a banana being unzipped. The point is clear: it's the fusion of two famous record covers, the Rolling Stones' Sticky Fingers and The Velvet Underground and Nico, both designed by Andy Warhol. The Dandy Warhols have always been the band making fun of art rock and the indie scene, while at the same time being an active part of it. They were always disdainful of their buddies who were "chompin' on the horse-sized pills" and happily courting your friendship because they were "bohemian like you."
(09/18/03 5:00am)
Last year at an Octopodes a capella concert, a student who is now a junior at Coppin State University gave his debut performance on the Hopkins campus in front of a packed crowd. He was a hip-hop artist by the name of Dominic Bouma, and he knows how to entertain. He engages his crowds with audience participation and a cool confidence. He puts on a tight performance that leaves your jaw hanging. So what is it about him? His lyrics? His scratches and cuts? His breaks and stalls?
(09/18/03 5:00am)
Erykah Badu's latest is not a significant departure from her langorously mellow vocals of albums past, but it affirms her place as Queen of the R&B throne for precisely that reason. Badu gives her fans more of what they love with Worldwide, and as the title would suggest, brings her sound to an even bigger audience.
(09/18/03 5:00am)
Put aside, for a moment, the fact that this band has a frighteningly evocative name, and let's have a bit of wordplay, shall we? The first thing that comes to mind when I think of Jonestown is Kool-Aid, as in the Kool-Aid that the cult members laced with poison and then quaffed. From Kool-Aid, my mind then moves straight to Tom Wolfe and his merry pranksters and their electric acid test, and from there to a big, nutty world of psychedelia.
(09/18/03 5:00am)
In their sophomore release, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club finally sound like a band with a purpose. Gone are lethargic and sprawling guitar landscapes, replaced instead with an intensity and a clarity that leaves Take Them On, On Your Own with few dull moments.
(09/12/03 5:00am)
Last week Neil Young and Crazy Horse released their thirteenth album, Greendale, a collection of 10 songs almost totally indistinguishable from one another. Greendale is a concept album with a really stupid concept. The record follows a narrative about the death of a police officer named "Carmichael," or some such nonsense. Each song is more boring than the previous, with Neil yelling the same old pseudo-political crap that he's been saying for 30 years. But most of all, it begs the question, when will it all end? When will record companies stop giving deals to bands that have been washed up for years?
(09/11/03 5:00am)
Let us go then, you and I, when the evening is spread out against the sky. Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, muttering retreats, blah blah blah...
(09/11/03 5:00am)
"Federal Hill's only live music venue" is not quite the most dramatic motto for your rock club, but it definitely makes sense. It's modest. I like it. It's also the banner under which the Funk Box, a newly renovated and re-made version of the 8x10 Club, masquerades its shows.
(09/11/03 5:00am)
It just so happens that the Ottobar, on N. Howard St. between 26th and 27th Streets, is one of those clubs. It's the kind of place that brings in rock bands that are so far below the radar of being "popular" that they could be declared legally dead. It's the kind of place where a trucker hat isn't just fashionable, it's obligatory. It's the kind of place where you'll see (and I actually did see) a really hot "zine chick wearing a corduroy miniskirt, leather combat boots and a skintight hot-pink t-shirt that says "I f**ked your girlfriend". Yeah, you guessed it. It's a hipster hangout.
(09/04/03 5:00am)
"The Butler Did It," says Tony, a character played by Ben Kingsland in the Barnstormers upcoming production of said play, "is a classic whodunnit."
(09/04/03 5:00am)
It's hard to deny something irrepressibly cool about artistic expatriates, about going abroad to make a name for yourself and to learn from the masters. It's the idea of striking a pose -- of Hemingway quaffing wine in a Parisian cafZ or Gauguin building a shack in Tahiti for his native lovers -- that makes artists seem like the only true adventurers. It is with this same adventurous spirit that the Baltimore Museum of Art put together its current exhibition, "Whistler and Cassatt: Americans Abroad," a small survey of prints by two of the most important American painters of the nineteenth century.
(05/02/03 5:00am)
Pete Yorn is everything with which a young male Hopkins undergraduate can sympathize. He's a shy, scraggly guy from New Jersey. He probably didn't get into those prestigious colleges where he really wanted to go. He seems to have trouble holding on to girls. The difference is that he has a debut album that went gold, countless TV and film soundtrack appearances and the ability to sound like a six-piece band if you give him a few hours alone in a studio. And you don't.
(05/02/03 5:00am)
Compiling lists is a time-honored tradition in the world of arts and entertainment, with every filmmaker, author, actor and musician striving to be the best while pursuing artistic expression. Everyone wants to be recognized for his or her achievements. Hell, we are a nation of individuals competing for that coveted spot of adoration. The past school year has witnessed the arrival of a flurry of films, television programs and album releases. Furthermore, the theatrical performances on campus must not be overlooked, with nearly a production every week. Wading through the murky river is a daunting task, but we are brave.
(04/24/03 5:00am)
This year's Spring Fair feature concert won't just be a live hip-hop show; it will be a crash-course in the history of West Coast rap. The Hopkins student body will be honored with the presence of innovators, the Pharcyde, as well as members of the new school of smart, bling-free hip-hop, Blackalicious.
(04/17/03 5:00am)
It's normal for a great love song to be a metaphor for a relationship, but for some reason it seems odd to imagine the career of an entire band the same way. Yet, that is exactly what Yo La Tengo's tenure as "indie rock heroes" has become: a story about lasting, fulfilling and tender love.