Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Tendaberry, The Bright Light Social Hour & Sol live!
Sunday, May 22 · 7:00pm - 11:00pm
The Masquarade (Purgatory)
695 North Ave Northeast
Atlanta, GA
Top-notch Sunday evening bill at The Masquerade! Post-punk soul gentlemen Tendaberry and ATL rapper Sol host Austin, Texas, rockers The Bright Light Social Hour. Dust off yer dancin' shoes, it's gon' get funky! $6 advance tix (ask the the bands if you want one). Doors at 7 p.m. All ages welcome, so bring the kiddos, too!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
New Childish Gambino Album
Donald Glover (Troy from the NBC show "Community") aka Childish Gambino releases his new untitled EP. Download it for free on his website. Check HERE !Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Art Nouveau Magazine's 3rd Anniversary ft. Tendaberry
Google appreciates us enough to not close down our abandoned blog so I decided it is time to revisit this medium. Did you miss us? Probably not but no hard feelings.Art Nouveau Magazine's 3rd Anniversary celebration will be headlining with Theophilus London and featuring such artists as Rhabi, Bosco, Aware and Tendaberry to name a few. Tendaberry will be featuring songs from the upcoming "Hit It" EP which will tentatively be released in April. See you all on Feb 24th!
- Cannon
Monday, April 12, 2010
Leo Miles "One Night Stand"
Leo Miles presents "One Night Stand." A compilation of songs ranging from his fearless aspirations as an artist to chasing the dream girl you always wanted. Featuring up and coming production from the likes of Australian producer Ta-Ku, Brooklyn's based team Codehalo, Detroit's own Illingsworth, Delaware's future in M.P. and of course Philadelphia's Tracknique, this mixtape is a must have for music lovers. This unique and motivated talent is one fourth of the hip-hop quartet South Broad, which we blogged about exactly this time last year.
“With such an array of nostalgia and ambition; this tape is like the ones you used to make for the shortie you were crushin' on as a youngin.” Availiable for free download here.
A brief hosting by Dev Dash and a Cameo by BK's finest Mechele Mercy Abraham, enjoy, download, and support the Mxles Hxgh Club along with the South Broad Movement!!
Photo by Marshall Linton.
“With such an array of nostalgia and ambition; this tape is like the ones you used to make for the shortie you were crushin' on as a youngin.” Availiable for free download here.
A brief hosting by Dev Dash and a Cameo by BK's finest Mechele Mercy Abraham, enjoy, download, and support the Mxles Hxgh Club along with the South Broad Movement!!
Photo by Marshall Linton.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Welcome Home Res!
They say that it’s a long way to the top if you wanna Rock ‘n’ Roll, and that’s an expression singer/songwriter Res knows all too well.
Like many great artists on the majors, the Philly native fell victim to label politics. In a nut shell, after she put out the first record [How I Do], MCA went under. Instead of letting all of the people go, they handpicked like a hundred artists and brought them to Geffen. Res went to Geffen, made a whole second Res album and they never put it out. The album was mixed, mastered, and shelved. After a few years of stunted creativity while living in LA (message!) on a label salary, Res severed ties with Geffen and became a free agent.
“Years were going by and they were just paying my rent and letting me live but not putting my music out,” she recalls. “I asked if I could leave.”
Now, she is releasing her second solo album full of songs that were previously unreleased from her Geffen days coupled with new hymns of heartache, love, and rebirth. Black.Girls.Rock! is the long-awaited album that will live up to every fan’s expectation.
Like many great artists on the majors, the Philly native fell victim to label politics. In a nut shell, after she put out the first record [How I Do], MCA went under. Instead of letting all of the people go, they handpicked like a hundred artists and brought them to Geffen. Res went to Geffen, made a whole second Res album and they never put it out. The album was mixed, mastered, and shelved. After a few years of stunted creativity while living in LA (message!) on a label salary, Res severed ties with Geffen and became a free agent.
“Years were going by and they were just paying my rent and letting me live but not putting my music out,” she recalls. “I asked if I could leave.”
Now, she is releasing her second solo album full of songs that were previously unreleased from her Geffen days coupled with new hymns of heartache, love, and rebirth. Black.Girls.Rock! is the long-awaited album that will live up to every fan’s expectation.
Res was always eclectic in her musical influences. While her early days offered electro-laden Neo Soul, Res spent a large portion of her in between years crafting singer/songwriter folk songs. Add in the influences from touring Europe with Gnarls Barkley and Black.Girls.Rock! is truly a labor of love.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Hate The Players, Hate The Game, Hate the World (Insomniac Edition)
Some days you just thank God Apple made it's superior mp3 player that allows you to listlessly space out continuously for days on end like the horrible (or extraordinary) aftermath of a junkie who won the lottery.
Besides Maxwell's latest attempt I'm hard pressed to find anybody singing who isn't visually backed up by what appears to be genetically engineered stripper-mimes in the last throes of a fatal epileptic seizure. Of course that could be due to fact Viacom won't let me watch anything that isn't soft porn, the last gasps of fame starved attention junkies, or the mewing whine of sexually confused young men.
Speaking of which, I have no hope that this Drake cat won't last long unless the unicorn and rainbows happy fun land promised by the president's supporters extend to the Hip-Hop consumer; rap aficionados have a low attention span for high yellow MC's, even ones with a noticeable screen presence.
Luckily Steve Jobs gave me the ability to quit my already ruined radio experience and the machinations of Al Gore made sure I can find new and forward-thinking music at my callous whim.
This month I've been busy devouring the latest incarnation of supreme band leader, songwriter, and influential musician Meshell Ndegeocello (I believe that's the latest spelling). Her latest album, Devil's Halo, has flown in under the radar of everyone who isn't already itching for another release of hers and will most likely stay that way due her music being very Prince-like uncategorical and most definitely dismissible to anyone without patience to listen to music.
For all those out there sick of hearing the same 80's hair metal effects and scale used in every other black artists' song featuring an electric guitar (looking at you Jigga), Meshell's newest is the aural wizardry that will allow you to momentarily forget the Disneyification of modern radio and record companies and possibly be left field enough to allow you to poison your enemies while they ponder what soundscapes they are being subjected to.
It's true, this time around Meshell made an album with a lot of indie aesthetic value while keeping it a Meshell LP. The reworking of Ready For The World's panty-dropping "Love You Down" to a modern focused bedroom groove speaks to the care she takes in her art.
Plus, you can probably play bits of the album around your older relatives and they won't look at you like you shat in their cereal cupboard like when they found out you may have bought that Three-Six Mafia album that one time in a moment of weakness and intoxication, and that has it appeal too.
Love You Down - Meshell Ndegeocello
Besides Maxwell's latest attempt I'm hard pressed to find anybody singing who isn't visually backed up by what appears to be genetically engineered stripper-mimes in the last throes of a fatal epileptic seizure. Of course that could be due to fact Viacom won't let me watch anything that isn't soft porn, the last gasps of fame starved attention junkies, or the mewing whine of sexually confused young men.
Speaking of which, I have no hope that this Drake cat won't last long unless the unicorn and rainbows happy fun land promised by the president's supporters extend to the Hip-Hop consumer; rap aficionados have a low attention span for high yellow MC's, even ones with a noticeable screen presence.
Luckily Steve Jobs gave me the ability to quit my already ruined radio experience and the machinations of Al Gore made sure I can find new and forward-thinking music at my callous whim.
This month I've been busy devouring the latest incarnation of supreme band leader, songwriter, and influential musician Meshell Ndegeocello (I believe that's the latest spelling). Her latest album, Devil's Halo, has flown in under the radar of everyone who isn't already itching for another release of hers and will most likely stay that way due her music being very Prince-like uncategorical and most definitely dismissible to anyone without patience to listen to music.
For all those out there sick of hearing the same 80's hair metal effects and scale used in every other black artists' song featuring an electric guitar (looking at you Jigga), Meshell's newest is the aural wizardry that will allow you to momentarily forget the Disneyification of modern radio and record companies and possibly be left field enough to allow you to poison your enemies while they ponder what soundscapes they are being subjected to.
It's true, this time around Meshell made an album with a lot of indie aesthetic value while keeping it a Meshell LP. The reworking of Ready For The World's panty-dropping "Love You Down" to a modern focused bedroom groove speaks to the care she takes in her art.
Plus, you can probably play bits of the album around your older relatives and they won't look at you like you shat in their cereal cupboard like when they found out you may have bought that Three-Six Mafia album that one time in a moment of weakness and intoxication, and that has it appeal too.
Love You Down - Meshell Ndegeocello
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