Washed Out defy expectations of chillwave at GAMH

There is no doubt that the electronic genre is quickly infiltrating the music industry. With artists both well-known and obscure jumping on the bandwagon and dropping synths left and right, it is all too easy to cast this style off as a mere trend rather than a long-time influence. Once
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Detour: Tourbinism

Recently I was scanning through an Old World geography book, a lap-sized cardboard thing published for children in the early 1990s. The world was split not into continents or nations but mid-sized regions, apparently dependent on the richness of their tourist iconography. Each giant illustrated map was a combination of
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Cali Swag District: THE KICKBACK

Party rap acts are a dime a dozen these days. Without a fresh flow, creative beats or some sort of gimmick, it’s hard for an artist to stand out in a sea of Ke$ha and Lil’ Wayne knock-offs. For Inglewood’s Cali Swag District, this gimmick was undoubtedly their resident dancer
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Tribe Called Quest documentary remains run of the mill

These days, “hip-hop” is almost as nebulous a descriptor as “rock and roll.” 30 plus years after its conception, sub-genres and sub-sub-genres crowd the sonic landscape, reducing what once succinctly summed up sound, theme and attitude to an umbrella term devoid of a concise, useful definition. In 2011, labeling a
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The Cool Kids: WHEN FISH RIDE BICYCLES

After many delays and — as Chuck Inglish put it — some time in “record label jail,” the Cool Kids have finally released their debut studio album, When Fish Ride Bicycles. The hip-hop duo of Inglish and Mikey Rocks have laid down their beats and raps, and the result is…good.
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Director Lone Scherfig reflects upon ‘One Day’

Bestselling novels with dedicated fan bases can be notoriously difficult to adapt into films and runaway British hit “One Day” by David Nicholls is no exception. Months ago, when the details of its film adaptation were released, the blogosphere lit up with the impassioned criticism of diehard British fans who
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Mysterious Skin

“Fucking God!,” screams an aging Marlon Brando in the 1972 film, “Last Tango in Paris.” Ragged and wilting, this certainly isn’t the virile Brando of “Julius Caesar” or “On the Waterfront.” He’s weaker here, more vulnerable and intimate. And by the end of the film, he’s cradled, dead, in a
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Detour: Slugs on the Beach

The “Spanish slug,” also known by the name “killer snail” for its tendency to eat lesser members of its own species, is a highly invasive and pesty breed of slug found all over the European continent. Identification: The front half is pretty standard brownish (sometimes orange) color, but the second
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Parson Red Heads display fiery energy in New Parish

Cheers and beers were all around at the New Parish Thursday night, as the Parson Red Heads and Alela Diane & Wild Divine coerced concert goers into a rip-roaring premature weekend bash. Unadulterated joy poured forth onto the streets of Oakland from the groovy hub of swaying limbs and carefree
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