“I ain’t never been here,” T.I. let us know last night. “They been telling me a lot of shit about it.”
He commenced to playing the hits ("Rubber Band Man," “Whatever You Like,” “What You Know”), and talked a lil' shit:
“Ya’ll ain’t give me no muthafuckin’ dancers,” he shouted out...
But mostly, he gave people hope, and a reason to believe that the old T.I. was born anew:
It was a limited-run appearance, designed to remind everyone that when T.I.'s on, he’s really on. It’s been a while; it was nice to see again. A gentleman to the left of me certainly agreed. Presumably in appreciation of the rejuvenated T.I., the guy had lit up a blunt, then grabbed giant piles of cash out of his pockets. As the smoke swirled around him, and while rocking to the beat, he held the money triumphantly over his head. It was certainly an appropriate response.
Robert Deniro and T.I. partied (and politicked?) at Atlanta nightlife maverick Alex Gidewon's club Vanquish last night. TMZ posted pics shot by nightlife photographer Prince Williams of ATLPics.net, who's Twitter timeline shows he was justifiably crunk as he shot De Niro with Tip, Ludacris' manager Chaka Zulu, and Mr. Gidewon himself:
Could this be the beginning of an onscreen collaboration between the Godfather and the Kang? The Gangster and the Gangsta. Or was De Niro in Vanquish checking out the goods? (Don't act like y'all didn't know De Niro's been down with the swirl.) Perhaps he's shooting a flick in town? Or maybe he was just looking for the Trey Songz concert afterparty. I vote the latter.
See more pics below the jump:
Taylor and Wakefield, along with Lockett Pundt (of Deerhunter), make up the Lotus Plaza live band for a show at 529 on Wed., March 7, with Mirror Mode, Psychic Ills, X-Ray Eyeballs, and Lyonnais. $8-$10. 9 p.m. 529 Flat Shoals Ave. 404-228-6769.
Inside Museum Bar's basement, on this particular Thursday night, they were the only sight worth beholding.
DJ Scream signed to Maybach Music last August. HOT 107.9 added his Sirius XM Hip-Hop Nation show, Hoodrich Radio, to its Sunday lineup two weeks ago. He's won over Rick Ross, and he's worked on mixtapes for Young Jeezy (1000 Grams), Travis Porter (Music, Money, Magnums), and CyHi da Prynce (Jack of All Trades, also hosted by DJ Spinz) among a dozen others. The New York Times didn't mention his involvement in Rich Forever, but the venerable publication still loved how the mixtape turned out.
But this particular crowd of close to 150 people at Museum Bar's Mardi Gras event "Masquerade" didn't need him to dictate their tastes — especially the handful with white earbuds on. They didn't mind hearing Future's "Same Damn Time" twice, the second time when HOT 107.9's DJ A-Plus took the stage after Scream. For every one female there were five males just standing there, spectating, maybe holding a Corona Light, and occasionally leaning back. Hardly anyone drank; then again, hardly anyone looked old enough to do so. If a girl walked up to a guy, turned her back toward him and thrust her vibrating ass into his hands, he stood and held on tight. Still, even though colorful lights rapidly circled and scanned the floor, Museum Bar's most noticeable glow came from iPhones. Whether standing on or seated off of the dance floor, bodies slumped into cushions as if they'd been watching TV for hours. The crowd texted, tweeted, Instagramed. More than an hour into DJ Scream's set, one of Museum Bar's hired dancers even started to check her phone; her right thumb texting as her left hand held onto the pole.
Whitney Houston’s sudden death on Saturday at the age of 48 was sad and strange for many reasons, the least of which being that it cast an inescapable pall over the 2012 Grammy Awards before the ceremony even began. (And let’s be honest with ourselves: this thing needs no further diminishing if it’s to remain sellable.) So it was, uh, a little weird that the telecast began with a grandiose performance from Bruce Springsteen and his E Street Band; he played a new Very Patriotic number called “We Take Care of Our Own,” about America, and it was good because it’s the Boss, but it was still like, what about the reverence? “America! Are you alive out there?” Bruce yelled, and America was all, “I guess?”
But the mood did indeed drop immediately afterwards, as host Ladies Love Cool James, dressed, like much of the celeb-filled crowd, in all black (how many harried, underpaid stylists had to figure that out at the last minute?) offered a short, tasteful prayer for the recently departed, a gesture that could’ve felt empty in someone else’s hands but that in LL's seemed really sincere. Thank goodness for that.
Of course the other big story of the evening was the return to the stage of one Adele Adkins, the unapologetically British singer whose recent throat problems, culminating in surgery on her vocal cords (which, by the way, just sounds like an awful thing), had sidelined her from performing for some time. But Delly was back! And ready to sing! And so LL tried his best to pump some life into the proceedings, giving a Hoosiers-type speech about music and love and all that. Hooray, I think!
Bruno Mars just sort of freaks me out. He’s undeniably talented, and his dance moves are pretty sweet, but there’s something about him that gives me the jeebs. “He has the bone structure of a Twilight character,” my fiancée noted. “He is bronze,” observed CL music editor Rodney Carmichael. Yes, and yes.
Freaks clashed with high society last night as Trey Anastasio, leader of the band Phish, performed with 95 members of the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra. The sold-out show at Atlanta's Symphony Hall was the first of a four-city tour in which Anastasio will play with the Pittsburgh Symphony, Colorado Symphony, and the Los Angeles Philharmonic.
In Atlanta, Anastasio had two rehearsals with the symphony in which they were taught such Phish tunes as "First Tube," "Divided Sky," and "You Enjoy Myself" — all of which were performed Thursday night as Anastasio switched between electric guitar, acoustic guitar, and lead vocals. Much of the crowd was sharply dressed for the occasion — from tuxedos to tie-dyed tees — and greeted Anastasio with a standing ovation when he took the stage. "It was the loudest cheering I have ever heard in that hall," ASO trumpet player Mike Tiscione said after the show.
Check out more photos from the show. See set list after the break:
When Thurston Moore wandered on stage buttoned top to bottom in a Paddington Bear coat, shaking his bangs, one hand full of loose-leaf paper he exuded all the swagger of a teen about to read his poetry at a high school talent show. Thurston Moore is 53 years old.
But this is nothing new. Moore is the eternal escaped prep-school student, rumpled button down, Hermann Hesse in back pocket, who somehow stumbled his way onto the lower east side and through a street corner puddle that happened to be the fountain of youth. Benjamin Button, as portrayed by Beck.
Thurston Moore, frontman for New York City’s legendary indie rock pioneers Sonic Youth, played the Goat Farm Wednesday night, in the GloATL practice space. The performance included a poetry reading by Thurston, and to the surprise of almost no one, a whole lot of guitar feedback. It was one of the biggest musical performances to date for the venue, and given the introspective nature of Moore’s latest album, Demolished Thoughts, the group rocked a lot harder than anyone expected.
-Matthew Smith/Shadowboxer Photography
Geometric stage arrangement? Lite-psych lightshow? Video projector screens out the wazoo? Must be Of Montreal! The Athens group took to "Late Night with Jimmy Fallon" last night to perform "Dour Percentage," a smooth, un-self-consciously jazzy track from the just released Paralytic Stalks. And actually, this is pretty toned down for them. (Where's the giant fuzzy monster?!) My first takeaway from this video: Kevin Barnes' hair has gotten really long. The second: MOR never sounded so funky!
ooooohhhh, I'm so excited!! I can't wait to see them together!
come on man you know you got a bromance. you probably still rock that OutKast…
Yes, 14 is the correct answer. I'll pass your info along to the group's manager,…
That was January of 2007, and they are 21 now, so I'm guessing 14?