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MTV Unplugged—arguably MTV’s most important contribution to music—returned to MTV on September 8, with Shawn Mendes as the first performer. The show airs every Friday and is available online on the channel's website.
Only twice have I left a movie theater feeling intensely altered by the experience. The first film was Room. I walked out of the 2015 Brie Larson drama in a haze: warmth radiated from the red theater carpets, and the soft glow of light reflecting off of hung movie posters pirouetted across my vision. Walking with the herd towards our cars, I was comforted and awed by humanity.
After a four–month hiatus, Broad City is (finally!) back for its highly anticipated fourth season.
Academy Award nominee Todd Lieberman (C’95) is one of the most successful producers in Hollywood. As the co-founder of Mandeville Films and Television, he has produced various critically acclaimed films such as The Fighter and the recent live action version of Beauty and the Beast. His new film Stronger, starring Jake Gyllenhaal, is released this Friday. It tells the powerful true story of Jeff Bauman, who lost both of his legs in the 2013 Boston Marathon bombing. Street reviewed the movie, and we also met up with Lieberman before the screening to discuss his time at Penn, his career, and his new film.
At 8:30 p.m., thirty minutes after the DKE Benefit concert was scheduled to start on September 13, Coda was empty. Students hovered around the corners of the venue, clutching drinks and talking quietly over the music that buzzed through the house speakers. A girl towards the back flicked her wristwatch, checking the time. So far, this was just like any other Wednesday night at Penn, moved downtown.
You've seen the random Do–It–Yourself Facebook events that crop up in your news feed from time to time. We, too, have felt the soft pangs of FOMO and wondered how our lives would be different if we only had the time for that “Intro to Beekeeping Workshop." Street decided to venture into the depths of arts and crafts obscurity (and hopefully will inspire you to do the same).
She said it first: the Old Taylor is dead. In anticipation of reputation (just recently released!) and the supposed birth of a new Taylor, Street examines her evolution.
Spread across the ground floor of Perelman Building (the one associated with Philadelphia Museum of Art) are five giant murals, each accompanied by a different word. Rise, Claim, Root, Care, and Move. This is Philadelphia Assembled, an exhibit that bridges art and civic engagement.
How would the Benjamin Franklin parkway celebrate its 100th birthday, you ask? Well, Jay-Z just performed at the annual Made In America Festival, but the Association of Public Art (aPA) and the Fung Collaboratives had another plan—commissioning a site-specific public art piece titled Fireflies on the occasion of the parkway’s centennial. The artist, Cai Guo-Qiang, is internationally acclaimed for his provocative and spectacular use of gunpowder and fireworks. Although these materials weren't used in Fireflies, the artist still hopes to spark the fireworks in the viewer's heart. Running till October 8, Thursdays through Sundays from 6 to 10 p.m., Fireflies will light up the grand boulevard with over 900 illuminated lanterns in various colors and shapes, held aloft by 27 customized, moving pedicabs.
The BYOB scene at Penn never gets old, but it's about to get even better. Grab a bottle and your coolest pals and head over to a BYOB art class in Philly. From canvas painting to ceramics, you don't want to miss out on creating a masterpiece with a special *drunk* twist. Channel your inner Van Gogh with some liquid courage and check these places out the next time you and your friends are looking for a way to switch up your weekend plans.
I’ve been to a lot of concerts and festivals in my day, but A Day To Remember’s punk–rock festival Self Help had to have been one of the most ridiculous experiences of my entire life. This festival is the brainchild of ADTR frontman Jeremy McKinnon, who created it to provide opportunities for bands in the punk scene that are overlooked by traditional media and other big festivals. This year, Self Help kicked off here in Philly and will also hit Orlando, Detroit, and San Bernardino later this year. The nine–hour festival was a series of increasingly ridiculous moments that wound up creating a festival unlike anything I’ve ever attended.
With midterm and paper season coming up fast, we could all use a little extra motivation to study. If this intense classical music can’t give you any inspiration at all, you’re probably screwed for the exam anyways.
Bask in the last few days of the warm sun with this playlist before there’s a sudden influx of flannel on Locust Walk and the seasonal affective disorder starts kicking in.
Venice is old and prestigious. Berlin is artsy and edgy. Cannes is opulent and elitist. The combination of a scenic backdrop and a matching selection of screenings has allowed these film festivals to develop unmistakable personalities that never fail to bring together cinema purists from their respective niches. Three times a year, crowds flock to Europe to get a glimpse of not only the cinematic novelties that they showcase, but also of the glamour they’re associated with. Lavish outfits, a high–profile guest list, “movies–with–subtitles,” and a somewhat pretentious, quasi–intellectual discourse: for decades, this extravagant mix has been a trademark of The Big Three, each of which has become a brand of its own.
A lot of people say they don't do well with horror movies, but I do not do well with horror movies. I'm a paranoid and anxious person as it is, and nothing makes me absolutely lose my mind like some sparse ominous music cues, a dark room, and a well–placed jump scare. As a movie lover, this has proven to be a problem. Whenever a great new horror flick comes out, I’m forced to choose between missing out on a great film that everyone’s talking about and being a nervous wreck for 90–120 minutes. I saw the trailer for It, the remake of the classic 1990 miniseries based off of Stephen King’s novel, and could tell this was one of those movies that everyone would be seeing. I refused to miss out this time, so I decided that I'd take the plunge come September 7th.
In this series, we have discussed art galleries, auction houses and art fairs—and it seems that the art world is all about money. While this is certainly true in some sense, there is still space for the nonprofits. You might have wondered how emerging artists actually work as artists or where they would showcase their works if they are not represented by a commercial gallery. Don't worry; we've got you covered.
Philadelphia is teeming with both small performance venues (think The Electric Factory, The Fillmore, and The Barbary) and indie gallery spaces, such as the James Oliver Gallery, Vox Populi, and the ICA. Street sought out a space that was the best of both, located deep under Callowhill Street.
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