Arts & Entertainment
Artist Profile: Terrill Warrenburg
Name & Year: Terrill Warrenburg, C’16 Hometown: Little Silver, NJ Major: Fine Art Website: www.terrillwarrenburg.webs.com
Interview: Stuart Connelly
Stuart Connelly is the writer and director of the new movie “The Suspect.” Connelly is a local filmmaker, and “The Suspect” is his first feature film. It will be competing for two awards at the upcoming Philadelphia Film Festival. Connelly took a moment to chat with Street about his exciting project.
Netflix Pick of the Week: "Top of the Lake"
Television is full of cop shows and serial killers, so it is really hard to reinvent the genre.
Review: "More Is Than Isn't"—RJD2
Philadelphia–based musician and producer RJD2 rose to fame on the back of singles like 2008’s “Ghostwriter,” colorful, cut–and–paste blends of downbeat hip–hop, jazz, soul and funk.
Review: "Bangerz"—Miley Cyrus
The slow beat and sentimental lyrics from “Adore You,” the first track of Miley’s new album “Bangerz,” show Miley’s maturation into a true singer.
Review: "Mountains of Sorrow, Rivers of Song"—Amos Lee
Philly–born singer/songwriter Amos Lee has always been known for his grass roots musical style, and loyal fans will be more than satisfied with his Americana–inspired turn on “Mountains of Sorrow, Rivers of Song.” Opening track “Johnson Blvd” and fourth track “Chill in the Air” embody the feel of the album best, featuring Lee’s calming vocals with more southern–tinge than usual.
Contrapposto: Taking a Stance on Historical Reconstruction
Philadelphia’s rich history is one of its most venerated attributes—the founding fathers of the United States are memorialized all over the colonial city, including on Penn’s campus.
Review: "Too Weird to Live, Too Rare to Die!"—Panic! At the Disco
The exclamation mark may be back, but Panic!
Review: "The Fifth Estate"
“The Fifth Estate” follows the rise to prominence and popularity of the WikiLeaks website and founder, Julian Assange (Benedict Cumberbatch), over a five–year period, culminating in the website’s biggest leak: Iraq and Afghan War diaries and government cables.
Review: "In a Perfect World"—Kodaline
Perfection is what we all aspire to, and though Kodaline misses the bullseye, they come very close.
Philly Film Festival Preview
Sure to please both the gritty American independent film enthusiast and Francophone cinemaphile alike, this year's Philly Film Fest—the 22nd annual—includes categories like Greater Filmadelphia (local picks) and Sight & Soundtrack (rockumentaries and music biopics). Presented below is the best of the hundred–plus field of films.
Review: "Lousy with Sylvianbriar"—Of Montreal
After 17 years of testing genre boundaries, Of Montreal is still surprising fans with its ’60s psychedelic pop/’70s glam rock–inspired 12th studio album, “Lousy With Sylvianbriar.” Opening with standout track “Fugitive Air,” Of Montreal maintains the energized art rock of earlier albums against a backdrop of traditional classic rock.
Review: "Kill Your Darlings"
Biopics are a tough film category to tackle—they are either great, à la “8 Mile,” or fall short like 50 Cent’s “Get Rich or Die Tryin’.” However, “Kill Your Darlings” manages to find its place right in the middle.
In–Depth: Underground Arts as a Place for New Ideas
A new player in the Philly music scene makes a strong debut.
Review: "The Speed of Things"—Dale Earnhardt Jr. Jr.
The sophomore release from Detroit’s Dale Earnhardt Jr. Jr. sticks to what the band doe s best. Similar to the band’s debut, “Speed of Things” combines electronic grooves with spacey vocals to create dreamy indie pop jams.
Rivalries in Music: An Education
Miley Cyrus and Sinead O’Connor’s recent open letter and tweet exchanges reminded us just how much we all love a little musical feuding in our lives.
Review: "Melophobia"—Cage the Elephant
Cage the Elephant’s third studio album, ironically titled “Melophobia” (meaning the fear of music), is a ten–track musical cacophony that makes for thrilling listening.
B-Roll: My Love/Hate Relationship with "Honey Boo Boo"
My heart quickens; I feel adrenaline rushing through my body as my eardrums await the lovely serenade of banjo notes coming through my shitty laptop speakers.
