Reviews
Girl Crush: Solange Knowles
YOU GUYS. Solange Knowles is amazing. How did I not know she was amazing? I’m about to tell you why she’s amazing. Let’s be honest – if I was the younger sibling of Queen Bey, I would probably just call it quits before I started and feel about as loved as a plate of celery…Read More +
The Many Fans of Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros.
Driving down the road in Texas, in a diesel truck, to a horse farm, my dad says to me, “I heard this band I really like, do you know them? The name is like… ‘Something and Something’…it’s kind of long…” Since this is the least helpful description in the history of ever, I told him…Read More +
Once the Musical [Review]
If you’re surprised because you never thought you’d be reading a review of a Broadway musical on the Red Hot blog, don’t worry: I’m surprised, too. I never thought I’d be writing one. I’ve been listening to Glen Hansard’s music for a long time, even before he began his collaboration with Marketa Irglova, a Czech…Read More +
Seun Kuti at SOBs & The Ghosts of Musics Past
There might be ghosts in the Red Hot offices here on Madison Avenue. Skeptics could point to our imagination transforming the flukes of a New York building into evidence for incorporeal occupation but inexplicably warm – aren’t ghosts supposed to be cold? – file cabinets and mysterious opening elevator doors hint at an unseen presence. And maybe we just want to believe. Last week an elevator down from the Red Hot offices opened to nobody – but the presence of the late afrobeat legend Fela Kuti was noted (“we had to let Fela join us”).
The Black President has been around these days.
Go See “The Normal Heart”
Last week, I went to see Larry Kramer’s play “The Normal Heart” on Broadway. I knew virtually nothing about the play except that it was about AIDS in the 80’s, and also that it was supposed to be good. I definitely did not expect to leave the theatre experiencing the confusing, drained ambivalence of emotions that I did – from alternatively shell-shocked to invigorated, gaping then driveling – as I left the theatre.
It seemed like a lot to be feeling because of a play—and I was one of the few audience members who hadn’t sobbed my way through the entire second act….
