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(02/28/25 12:35am)
The first month of 2025 brought with it several powerhouse releases for rap. In the mainstream, there was the hauntingly brilliant Mac Miller album Balloonerism, and in abstract and conscious rap, a few big(ish) names showed up with some of their best projects to date. Notably, MIKE’s psychedelically resonant Showbiz!, Ghais Guevara’s densely conceptual Goyard Ibn Said, and Pink Siifu’s industrial odyssey Black'!Antique (a wildly invigorating record that has me thinking society’s progressed way past the need for JPEGMAFIA) were releases to celebrate.
(02/24/25 6:51pm)
Abel Tesfaye has spent the last five years making highly thematic albums, revealing to us the inner workings of his hedonistic, dark The Weeknd persona. His last two projects—After Hours and Dawn FM—contained highly visual, conceptual imagery, and leaned into this focus, featuring cinema–inspired narratives that slowly depicted The Weeknd's inevitable descent into madness. Regarding After Hours, The Weeknd’s costume designer Patrick Henry, more popularly known as “Fresh,” told Billboard, “When he did this, it wasn’t just Abel anymore. He created a persona and took this guy through a whole experience.” Dawn FM picked up where After Hours left off—inserting The Weeknd into a state of purgatory, followed by a journey towards escape. Hurry Up Tomorrow is the light at the end of this tunnel, offering the same immersive experience. Announcing this album as his last as The Weeknd, Tesfaye lets this infamous persona take his last breaths in Hurry Up Tomorrow. But one question remains: Just how great of a finale is this?
(02/17/25 2:25am)
The air is cold and dry. We yawn, stretch tired limbs, and squint crusty–lidded eyes into the bleak sunlight as we trudge down Locust Walk to our 8:30 a.m. classes. It's another day we won’t touch grass or see green. Each week is an endless rotation of Pret coffee, Van Pelt, and classes we can’t stay awake for. It’s February at Penn.
(11/20/24 2:59am)
Who is Mavis Beacon?
(11/17/24 11:25pm)
Dystopian novels captivated us in the 2010s. Books like Divergent, The Maze Runner, and, of course, The Hunger Games, seemed to whisper warnings about the state of our world. There’s a reason why this genre resonates. Dystopian stories aren’t just about bleak futures—they eerily predict and amplify our anxieties about the world to come. As issues in our society shift and intensify, these narratives grow too, evolving to reflect the fears of each new generation.
(01/28/25 5:00am)
I still remember when Lil Uzi Vert first dropped Eternal Atake. It was the week before COVID–19 lockdowns, and I was a freshman in high school walking to my world history class when suddenly, everybody went rabid. The outer–space, alien–themed album had been delayed, hyped up, and mourned over for nearly two years before it was finally released with zero warning. As a student in the Philadelphia school district, a part of Uzi’s hometown, it’s safe to say that it was all anyone could talk about or listen to that day.
(01/27/25 4:39pm)
2024 has certainly been a year for film and television! Coming off the heels of a historic joint strike from both the Screen Actors Guild and the Writers Guild of America, the industry has been in a somewhat shaky place for the past 12–and–some months. Still, audiences have been fed with a bevy of delicious cinematic treats, from Apple TV originals to Palme d’Or winners to solid, good–old–fashioned seasons of quality comedy writing. Personally, I’ve found my own way with entertainment this year, journeying to Cannes and Los Angeles, and searching for that static buzz of excitement that comes with good television in Philly and New York. In an overwhelming senior year, it’s been nice to know that I’ll always have my friends on my TV set by my side. And if you’re looking for something to engage you, distract you, or just show you the many multifaceted ways that humanity gets depicted on screens small and large, let Street recommend this year’s best offerings. I think I speak for all of us when I say that I hope 2025 brings many, many more things to argue about, fawn over, and watch and rewatch again.
(11/22/24 4:25am)
Before I first watched Devilman Crybaby, I had been warned: “Isn’t that the gross pervy one?”
(09/27/24 4:00am)
The Wharton student to world–tour artist pipeline may not be large, but for recent Penn Alum Inci Gürün (W ‘23), better known under her stage name “INJI,” following her passion is paying off.
(09/27/24 4:00am)
What do Megan Thee Stallion and Britney Spears have in common? If you answered with a live ball python scarf, you’d be correct. When the biggest names in music gathered at UBS Arena in Elmont, New York for the 40th MTV Video Music Awards, it wasn’t just about who would take home a Moonman. Although Taylor Swift, Post Malone, and Sabrina Carpenter might have clinched the triple crown (the Video, Artist, and Song of the Year awards), it was the red carpet that captured the interest of viewers nationwide. There, the only rule is that there are none. Whether it’s messy references, gaudy glamor, or performance art, the VMA runway truly embraces an “anything goes” approach to an award show.
(09/23/24 2:00pm)
I went into Beetlejuice Beetlejuice with my expectations firmly in check. While I love the original, Tim Burton hasn’t made a film I’ve liked since the Clinton administration. Couple this streak with the fact that Burton and co. have been trying to get a Beetlejuice sequel off the ground since the late ‘80s, and this all seemed like a recipe for disaster.
(09/23/24 4:57am)
Before ASCII snowflakes cascade down the screen behind him, Porter Robinson asks his audience a few questions in Helvetica. “Do you remember skinning your knee? Do you remember being bored in the summer? Do you remember the last time your mom held you?”
(10/11/24 4:00am)
Tucked away on an unassuming corner of Sansom Street, a blinking array of fluorescent lights and a bold red backsplash beckons my friend Grace and I to the entrance of Vic Sushi Bar.
(09/16/24 4:00am)
The Substance starts with a celebrity TV fitness host smiling at her audience. It ends with one of the grossest body horror sequences in recent history. And along the way, it provides stark social commentary on society’s fixation with women’s appearances.
(09/16/24 5:51am)
Five–foot juggernaut Sabrina Carpenter is pop music’s new It Girl. The beachy rhythms “Espresso” and the glittering synths of “Please Please Please” were the sounds of 2024’s summer, and both grabbed the top spot on the Billboard Hot 100. Their music videos have been successes in an age where videos seem less relevant than ever before—“Espresso” is summer fun given visual form, and “Please Please Please” features Barry Keoghan, who gives a fresh spin on the classic story of the bad boy in love. Replete with pieces of Ariana Grande’s sound, and sporting Taylor Swift’s seal of approval, Carpenter's new album Short n' Sweet delivers all the energy of her summer singles and then some.
(04/10/24 5:59am)
“We’ve clearly coordinated this very carefully.” Celeste Ng’s opening comment is met with a round of laughter in the audience. She’s the guest speaker for the March 27 event at the Penn Museum's Widener Hall, which is starting 15 minutes later than advertised. No one’s angry at the late start, but they are impatiently awaiting to hear what wisdom the acclaimed novelist is soon to bestow.
(04/15/24 4:00am)
Julia Pratt has never stayed in one place for too long. She spent her childhood years moving around the country and overseas for her mother’s job. At 23 years old, Pratt is still on the road, performing sold–out shows and opening for her favorite artists and bands. Amid the chaos of change and the plight to find home, for Pratt, music has always been a constant.
(02/05/24 5:00am)
Weike: Hayao Miyazaki’s newest entry to his glorious filmography bears every hint of a final swan song. It’s a film with a culmination of everything that fascinates Miyazaki: a young boy’s adventure, a parallel reality, and even planes and his obsession with flying. Simultaneously, it’s also a film with ten years in the making, even carrying a title (in Japanese) that begs the most fundamental question of our existence: how do you live? Fiona, how does it feel like to watch The Boy and The Heron in comparison with the other Miyazaki animations?
(02/05/24 5:13am)
It’s late at night, the sky deep purple against the New York City skyline as Hudson University President Nathan Alpert walks home. He’s agitated; criticism has been coming from every direction. The campus is in the midst of mounting tensions between pro–Israel and pro–Palestine advocates. Donors have pulled out funding and student groups are protesting. He’s heading home though, complaining to his wife on the phone over the contents of the day and promised a relaxing night for his troubles. But he pauses mid–sentence, noticing students spray–painting political imagery onto a building. He yells out to them as they disperse and turns to leave. But in that movement, his eyes widen. Out of nowhere, a knife plunges into the president’s body. He falls.
(02/02/24 2:45am)
That painful and mirthful moment when you look at someone you believe you know intimately, and their face seems inexplicably unfamiliar. You feel like you’ve never really looked at them long enough to notice your eyes' perception, to account for all their subtle nuances. You see them as though they are a stranger, even if they are the dearest thing in the world to you. You feel like only now do you actually understand what they look like. This is what Nan Goldin captures in each of her photographs, she exposes the subtle nuances, the raw human experience. She forces you to stare at things long enough to really see what they look like.