Review: Cornell crowd gets wild at Kid Cudi's intimate concert with opener Cee Lo Green.
The show began promptly at 7 p.m. By 7:15 a kid lay slouched against the bleachers, surrounded by paramedics and onlookers as he vomited on himself. At 7:45, EMTs evacuated a girl on a stretcher. The diligent janitor zipped back and forth from one vomit pile to the next, wiping away any trace of the indiscretion just in time for other people to come and sit in the same spot.
A Korean music and dance concert drew a large crowd of students to Grant Auditorium on Tuesday night. Some of the students obviously don’t frequent folk concerts – a few even had their laptops and cell phones out – but the pieces in this Department of Ethnomusicology-sponsored performance were stunning enough to halt many audience members mid-text.
Review: Unusual stage elements added a unique kick to OK Go's show at the Westcott Theater on Tuesday.
It’s not often that confetti, hand bells and 3D glasses are found simultaneously at a rock concert, but Grammy-winning OK Go found ways to effectively incorporate them all into their 90-minute show at the Westcott Theater Tuesday night.
Review: Irish up-and-comers Two Door Cinema Club played Schine Underground last night, but could be playing major venues within the year.
Two Door Cinema Club aren’t a household name, but they could be – and soon. This up-and-coming Irish trio have already amassed a considerable following across the ocean and could very well become the next big indie-pop outfit to hit the States.
Review: France's indie darlings conquer the rock scene in Central New York and around the world.
A friend had a question for me right before Phoenix took the stage last night at Cornell University. The show was sold out for a few weeks and we were packed tightly about 40 rows deep from the stage – this despite getting to the show 45 minutes early.
“So, you think they’re the most relevant rock band in the world?”
Review: Sleigh Bells and LCD Soundsystem made a riotous impression in Clinton on Friday night.
There are a few ways for concertgoers to evaluate a set. Did the audience hear all the radio singles it wanted? Did the band throw in some fan favorites and rarities? Or did the band play a mixture of its whole discography in an order that allowed for the momentous highs while never bottoming out so low that the crowd stands still?
Whichever your answer, LCD Soundsystem has perfected a set list so epic, so powerful and so emotional, that the audience is never allowed to come down from its musical high.
Veteran indie-rocker’s steady, string-filled songs suited the surprisingly small crowd on Thursday.
Despite making a name for himself as the creator of indie-pop band Matt Pond PA, Matt Pond’s 12-year, eight-record career didn’t draw many people to Thursday’s show. Perhaps it was the relentless rain that kept some away. But those who did attend were treated to an intimate set of some of Pond’s best songs.
Step through their legendary dance-punk discography before heading to the show at Hamilton College.
Never before has a middle-aged man in a white shirt commanded so much attention, but this is exactly what James Murphy, frontman and mastermind of LCD Soundsystem, does night after night. Armed with a six-piece band, James Murphy goes out with his smooth, deep voice and creates havoc on the dancefloor.
Indie rock veterans will bring their characteristic sound to the Westcott on Thursday.
Matt Pond PA are not the same band they were when they started. In the 12 years since their formation, the band found a new homebase, altered their line-up many times and released albums on several different record labels. Yet throughout all these changes, Matt Pond PA has managed to keep a consistent sound thanks to the architect and one permanent fixture of the band – Matt Pond himself.
Pond and company will bring that sound to Syracuse this Thursday when they perform at the Westcott Theater.
The upstate heroes played a lighthearted, often nostalgic show at the OnCenter Tuesday night.
John Rzeznik pointed to a girl in the crowd as the music died down and the lights dimmed. He waved his hand toward his chest, brushing his large golden necklace, signaling for the girl to pass up her big, blinking sign. “Let me see that,” he said. The crowd parted and formed an assembly line across the rows, sending the white sign Rzeznik’s way. It read “biggest fan” in large, blue letters with a row of blinking white swirls underneath. “This is a technological marvel,” he said, gawking at the flashing poster. “Do you want it back?”