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One Track Mind: 12.3.09

Vampire Weekend, “Cousins” Hear the first several iterations of “hey hey” in the beginning of “Cousins,” the new track from Vampire Weekend's forthcoming Contra, and you may be reminded of something very familiar: the band’s last album.

by DANIEL FELSENTHAL

Monster of Pop

At first glance, Lady Gaga’s most recent release, The Fame Monster, looks like a typical moneymaking B-sides release attached at the hip to her debut hit-machine, The Fame. But don’t be fooled.

by SEBASTIAN MODAK

¡OMARVELOUS!

Nearly 20 years into his career as a genre-defying, envelope-pushing musician, Omar Rodríguez-López has yet to run out of ideas.

by SEBASTIAN MODAK

Circling Vultures

The term supergroup has never been more applicable than in the case of Them Crooked Vultures, formed in 2005 by John Paul Jones from Led Zeppelin, Josh Homme from Queens of the Stone Age and Dave Grohl from Foo Fighters and Nirvana.

by CHARLOTTE BORGEN

Traversing the Music Twitterverse

Music fans know that Twitter is for more than just telling your friends where you’re sitting in Van Pelt.

by LAUREN LIPSAY

Defibrillator: Stevie Wonder, "My Cherie Amour" (1969)

Simple, classic and beautiful, this soul song changed my whole relationship with Philadelphia. I visited the city with my parents while I was in middle school, and I knew little about it beyond the existence of the Liberty Bell.

by ELENA GOORAY

The Best of the Midwest

Simply put, you wish you were friends with Mike Posner. He’s an intelligent Duke senior, majoring in sociology and business, and a fun-loving frat boy to boot.

by LAUREN LIPSAY

One Track Mind: 11.19.09

Hot Chip, “Take it In” Synths? Check. British accents? Check. Neo-disco-ish, meditative grooves?

by JOE PINSKER

A Breath Of Fresh Air

D.C.-based rapper Wale has high expectations weighing on his 25-year-old shoulders. Since 2005, he has released five well-received mixtapes, and his debut album is supposed to be the litmus test as to whether he can really bring hip-hop cred to the nation’s capital.

by ELENA GOORAY

Defibrillator: Blackstreet, "No Diggity" (1996)

With its slow, sensual guitar riff and that hypnotic humming, Blackstreet’s “No Diggity” worked its way into my seven-year-old heart.

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Different Strokes

In the first half of the aughts, it wouldn’t have been ridiculous to say that the media compared 80% of New York bands to the Strokes.

by JOE PINSKER

One Track Mind: 11.5.09

In the 12 years since the debut of “I Believe I Can Fly,” there’s been a void in motivational, mainstream R&B.

by ELENA GOORAY

When Metal and Genius Collide

In the vast world of metal, few bands have the versatility of North Carolina’s Between the Buried and Me.

by SEBASTIAN MODAK

Defibrillator: Soundgarden, "Superunknown" (1994)

Opening with a blast of searing guitar, Soundgarden’s Superunknown grabs you by the throat and doesn’t let go for upwards of 70 minutes.

by RONNIE DISIMONE

Bringing Indie to Irvine

And we're pretty excited about it. The concert goes down in Irvine Auditorium tomorrow night at 8:30, so make sure to get your tickets ASAP.

by 34TH STREET

Royal Ghosts of Ancient Iraq

Ah, the Penn Museum. It’s so close, and yet so difficult to motivate yourself to visit. If you haven’t set foot inside the picturesque South Street locale since your freshman year toga party, consider checking out the museum’s fascinating new exhibit: Iraq’s Ancient Past: Rediscovering Ur’s Royal Cemetery.

by LAURA JOHNSON

Flying High

Evoking something between Itzhak Perlman and Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull, Chicago-based singer/songwriter/violinist Andrew Bird took the stage on Sunday night clad in a scarf, a tattered suit coat and no shoes.

by RONNIE DISIMONE

Second-Rate Island

Even though Flight of the Conchords predated Andy Samberg’s The Lonely Island, I Told You I Was Freaky feels slightly worn-out; Flight of the Conchords is a novelty act that’s no longer novel.

by JOE PINSKER

Defibrillator: Elvis Costello, "My Aim is True"

I spent much of my teenage years being pissy and rebellious. Not pissy in the emo way, or rebellious in the cool way, just a little dissatisfied and willing to espouse my contrarian beliefs to anyone who would listen.

by DANIEL FELSENTHAL

For the iPod in Your Head

In 2009, what makes good hip hop? It can be a tricky question for young MCs who, like most college students, were barely old enough to speak when the genre had its golden age in the late ‘80s and early ‘90s.

by ELENA GOORAY

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