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Welcome you huddled masses. You have escaped the angst-ridden halls of high school and arrived at the teen-movie promised land: college. While it would be wonderful to assure you that all of your wildest dreams will be fulfilled, we can’t take on that liability. However, we at The News-Letter can do our best to introduce you to your new home: Baltimore, and share with you all of the reasons we’ve come to love it.
It’s been many a year — about five — since we’ve heard anything from the iconic D.C. punk band Bad Brains. Time and personal problems have prevented the band from getting together for studio work since their 2012 album Into the Future and a suspected upcoming album has yet to materialize. Thankfully, punk fans can look to the Maryland Film Festival in their time of need.
The titular Spring Fair concert was held at the very august Ram’s Head Live in the Inner Harbor on Friday, April 28. The headliners — and indeed the only performers except for a guy who Ferg brought whose name I didn’t catch — were DJ Steve Aoki and the Hood Pope himself: A$AP Ferg.
The university hosted a screening of HBO’s new film The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks on Monday. The film is based on science reporter Rebecca Skloot’s 2010 book of the same name, which documented the life of a Baltimore woman named Henrietta Lacks who died of cervical cancer in 1951.
At a school where most people spend more time at the library than they do in their beds, it’s nice to have this little moment of escapism — two days where you can forget the horrific feelings of inadequacy and uncertainty that haunt your every labored breath.
1. “REDMERCEDES” by Aminé
His 2015 single “Broke Boi” was a definitive track in the canon of what I will optimistically call the Dadaist, anti-lyrical rap trend. It flourished, but it was just a single. The tape we all thought might follow it up never materialized. Instead, Carti just did features, released some loose singles and dressed well for Instagram.
The last time I saw anything involving live acting was my high school’s production of Little Shop of Horrors, which, if you do not know, has something to do with an anthropomorphic plant that eats people while singing jazzy tunes.
GoldLink’s entire discography — two mixtapes, an album and some singles — is thematically similar to “Hey Ya” by Outkast. The beats are mostly made to dance to, with loose percussion and a happy-go-lucky approach to treble notes. The lyrics, on the other hand, are not so optimistic. Most of GoldLink’s songs deal with heartbreak, poverty, drugs and alcohol, sadness, death and all the topics that one does not associate with what the artist himself calls “future bounce.”
Mid-Atlantic punk tends to be centered around Washington, D.C. and New York. Hardcore bands like Minor Threat and Bad Brains brought the previously little-known backwater that is the District of Columbia into the limelight for those who enjoy 30-second songs with three chords.
The event was held in Shriver Hall, the ancestral home of on-campus spectacles and horrifying freshmen orientation events. Mercifully, between March 9 and 12, Shriver hosted only quality cinema as brought to you by the Film Society, which tends to do quite a good job with its annual film festival. The movies are generally interesting, and if you fancy yourself an amateur critic you are bound to enjoy a brief respite from your two-hundred-plus pages of weekly reading.
Do you like the Wu-Tang Clan? Of course you do; It is impossible not to. Assuming that whoever might read this is indeed an avid fan of the RZA, the GZA, Ol’ Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck, U-God, Ghostface Killah, Method Man, Raekwon the Chef, the Masta Killa and all their assorted affiliates, I bring good tidings.
This was the first show held at the LaB, which is the University’s attempt to manufacture a trendy coffee shop. It is a fairly bizarre place in that it has all the accoutrements of a café — tacky old coffee making equipment, dark wood, stools — but you have to swipe your J-Card to get in. Not entirely sure how long it has been there or whose idea it was to build it but there it is. Additionally, I am sad to report that it does not sell alcohol.
There are awards given out both for the less sexy aspects of movies — which are usually the most interesting — and for short-form films. These latter awards tend to be more conceptual and artistically focused; They are a brief medium, and the creators can express themselves with an energy equal to that mobilized for a feature length film.
In a day and age where former Klansman David Duke has over two hundred thousand followers on Twitter, debonair fascists are infecting political discourse at every level and our president is essentially the Jerry Springer version of Benito Mussolini, having some uncomfortable thoughts about race relations in the United States is quite a good thing.
Things are becoming increasingly dire as the Annoying Orange and his goose-stepping legion of invertebrate pus-sacks steadily chip away at the rights of every conceivable minority... except rich people. It is generally pretty bad, to put it mildly and the next four years look to be progressively darker, with little promise of any real brightness on the horizon.
This past week, the arts section of The News-Letter convened to create our list of the Top Five albums in three different fields. These are our Top Five Indie/Rock albums of 2016.
Most people recognize that art is pretty cool. Whether we’re talking about hyper-realistic portraits and still lives that one can often find on Facebook or about some priceless works in a museum, everyone enjoys art in some way. Something else people really enjoy in this age of the all-powerful internet is memes.
You might not know who Son of Nun is and, to be honest, neither did I until about a month ago. That is more likely a result of our personal failings as sheltered college students, though, because in both the Baltimore music scene and amongst the city’s revolutionary movements, his name carries some weight.
However, the United States was not the only Allied nation in the Second World War. If it had been, it wouldn’t have really been the Allies, would it? It is fairly common knowledge that we fought alongside Great Britain and its colonies along with France, but what about some of the lesser powers, the countries that do not get a nod in blockbuster movies? In this case, I speak of Poland, the nation unlucky enough to be the spark that ignited the world that went up in flames.