Moving Units is one band trying quite hard to learn everything they can. Having opened shows for the holy disco-punk trinity of the Rapture, Hot Hot Heat and Radio 4, they debut four songs (a prelude ...
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When someone really wants to emit an aura of creepiness, they lurk around, glare ominously, mumble about doom and despair and occasionally make passes at members of the opposite sex in awkward but unu...
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Album of the Year, No Seriously, Listen to Me, It's a Lot Better Than You Think - N.E.R.D., In Search Of... Listen to it. It's brilliant, right? No, it's brilliant.
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Missy isn't fat, Snoop isn't toasted, and rap has come full circle. Not full circle back to the Grandmaster Flash (or, God forbid, Blondie) days, but full circle to '60s soul.
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"Could the White Stripes be as retro-revolutionary if Jack were the drummer and Meg the singer?" Or, in other words, can Zeppelin-esque cock rock be successfully reconstituted as clit rock?
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And in late-breaking news, MC Paul Barman has fulfilled his quote-a. Brown University's most prominent rapper brings an album's worth of geeky-cocky Caucasian rhyme, and the results are Ivy League in ...
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Twinkle twinkle hip hop star, how you wonder what you are. L.A. longtime new-old-school crew Jurassic 5 finally returns with a long-awaited second LP, and the results are scattered across the map
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Sandra Tsing Loh guards her turf with the tenacity of a pit bull. "I think that falls into anecdote territory," she said when asked about her worst experience performing, "and we're just doing an inte...
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Dear Janeane Garofalo, I'm sure you've gotten this kind of thing before: a letter that walks the line between being a love letter and a sort of missive of encouragement. But now it's Artsweek's turn.
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As we put some distance between our MP3'd, puffy-jacketed, fo-shizzeling fin-de-siecle society and the one that, less than 20 years ago, was living in constant fear of nuclear obliteration, it becomes...
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World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE) comes to Santa Barbara for the first time in 15 years. Actually, for the first time ever; all prior wrestling engagement were actually booked by the World Wildlife ...
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George Clinton's Funkadelic provided the Funk to Parliament's P, and, despite the promiscuous member-swapping between the two groups, Funkadelic kept its sound distinct from that of the other Funk Mob...
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Santa Barbara's a rough town. It's not violent, improverished or even badly paved. But it is tough on the under-21 crowd. Never fear, Artsweek is here. We've handpicked a panel of experts in assorted ...
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We've all got to start somewhere. For Callous, an MC with the Humboldt-come-Isla Vista hip hop ensemble Dirty Rats, everything started on the floor. "I remember when I was first in the living room in ...
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We'd all be lucky if this review had half the wit of Tom Stoppard.
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Do: Practice being respectful. Don’t: Get caught up saying yes to all the Arbor's tablers.
Do: Grab a coffee at Cajé. Don’t: Scooter to Campbell Hall.
Do: Self-reflection. Don’t: Wear flip-flops to your 9 a.m. class.
Do: Go to CLAS. Don’t: Keep spending money at Freebirds.
Do: Watch a peaceful Campus Point sunrise. Don’t: Slap your ex on DP.
Do: Give a new coffee spot a chance. Don’t: “Sleep through” your 8 a.m. class. Again.
Do: Take a moment to breathe. Don’t: Flake on your Hinge date.
Do: Use your dining hall plan. Don’t: Scroll through GauchoGuys during lecture.
Do: Visit your TA. Don’t: Use Thriftopia as an excuse to binge spend.
Do: Start applying to internships. Don’t: Hook up on campus.
Do: Bow down to Chancellor Yang when you see him. Don’t: Fall off your bike.
Do: Pick up the Daily Nexus. Don’t: Ignore your parents’ texts.
