This song will make you feel like you're floating on a blow-up raft in a tropical lake composed entirely of Capri Sun and Dragon Balls.
This track will help you imagine a simpler time, when you had to go to a record store and wear gym sock-scented headphones if you wanted to listen to music.
The new media artist hooked some method actors up to biofeedback sensors, mapped the data to correspond to particular lights and sounds, and, in essence, made it so the robots reflect a live emotional, human performance.
James Murphy partnered up with IBM and transformed algorithmic data generated by professional tennis matches into an ethereal soundscape punctuated by funky-ass dance tunes.
Tijuana's mod scene might be tiny, but that hasn't stopped them from throwing parties every month or raising their kids to keep on carrying the torch.
Any schmuck can wire a condenser mic up to GarageBand and record himself alt-whining while a USB-powered fan makes ripples on his 'Abbey Road' wall tapestry. The Danger Boys, however, make that tired schtick sound genuinely great.
Welcome to Nocturnal Lands, where rain forces the DJ to close his set two hours early, kids attend with their parents, and you can't run 50 feet without coming across something that reminds you of Instagram.
Starting today we'll be releasing footage from each of the sets, beginning with Pussy Riot's cover of Le Tigre's "Deceptacon" and Jarvis Cocker's rousing rendition of "The Power of Love."
Slice through the crap: This truly is The Only Top 51 Albums Of The Year Countdown You'll Ever Need.
Do you like dance music but wish it were performed by glamorous robots in space-age catsuits?
"Touring is the most boring time of my life. When we go away on tour, we just drive and wait and then play for 30 minutes and then we're done."
In the artist-unfriendly streaming landscape—highlighted yet again when Taylor Swift pulled her catalog from Spotify—Bandcamp is entering the market with a new, artist-controlled model where the musicians, fans, and company might all win.
Cloakroom's new track taps into the sound of slowcore greats like Codeine and Low while simultaneously incorporating their own ambient Midwestern drawl. It's like if Steve Albini secretly moonlit as a corn farmer in Des Moines.
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When we saw a sign at a Nick Jonas concert advertising a Carter appearance at the Gramercy Theatre, we knew we had to send one of our favorite photographers to hang out with our boy AC backstage.
This dreamy tune encourages you to close your eyes, suspend your undying love for black metal or horrorcore, and ride the magic carpet groove train all the way back to the station, man.
The former mayor's death signals the end of the go-go era in Washington, DC.
"We're just sitting in the middle of space—the middle of the universe. Really, we're all extraterrestrials."
If you don't like good old-fashioned American rock 'n' roll, green wigs, and blood, well, find something else to watch.
We sent Theo Cottle to Leicester Square—London's prime destination for fans of cheap souvenirs and overpriced steak restaurants—to drink cheap booze and point his camera at strangers.
"I still like Rodgers and Hammerstein and listen to the Cabaret soundtrack, the one with Liza Minnelli."
"My favorite 90s things are pants, R&B, and Pavement."
Interpol, one of the greatest bands of the last ten years, is stuck on their tour bus in the middle of an apocalyptic snowstorm.
Furnsss's new single is druggy dream pop that feels tailor-made for being played in a basement at high volume while you burn through a six-pack and a box of whippets.