by TOBIN ASHER
Young music enthusiasts re-arrange their lives every year to make a weekend trip to Coachella – so why don’t Stanford students take advantage of the world-class artists who are a five-minute bike ride away at Bing Concert Hall?
by TOBIN ASHER
by StAR STAFF AND CONTRIBUTORS
We gave up procrastination for Lent. Now that that’s over, we’d like to wish you a happy Easter and we’ll finish writi…
by WILL TOASPERN
The Oxymoron tour, featuring ScHoolboy Q, Isaiah Rashad, Vince Staples and Audio Push, came to the Regency Ballroom in San Francisco last week for two back-to-back shows. I saw him on Monday at the Catalyst Theater in Santa Cruz before his tour manager decided it made sense for him to go way the fuck out to Reno before coming back to the Bay tonight. As a side note, I haven’t trusted whomever they have doing Q and Ab-Soul’s tour scheduling ever since the pair missed their set time at Sasquatch Music Festival (a crowd in which I dutifully stood with my not-very-cool bucket hat) because they were under the impression that the festival was just outside of Seattle. Regardless, this review sheds light on my experience at this ongoing tour.
by SOPHIA LAURENZI
Everyone has a crush on Annie.
Anxiously anticipating the encore of her March 22 concert, the audience rattled the floors of Fox Theater in Oakland with chants of “Annie! Annie! Annie!” A newcomer to her music would never guess that the snowy-haired, electric-guitar-playing space princess known as St. Vincent was the stage name of the reserved, down-to-earth Annie Clark, but this was an audience that called her name like she was a familiar friend.
Stanford Spring Quarter exists in a bizarre dilemma universe where every day feels like a beautiful afternoon in mid-July where nothing matters except having a cold drink and a pair of sunglasses.. while still still living up to the academic requirements of one of the most demanding universities in the country.
WOOP WOOP. Here’s your soundtrack to the sun:
by SHIMON TANAKA
A couple of months ago I received a Bandsintown alert about tickets going on sale for a Clap Your Hands Say Yeah concert advertised as a Living Room Show. Five minutes after the alert, SF and Oakland shows had sold out. The remaining available show was in Hayward, at an undisclosed location that would be emailed to me if I purchased the tickets.
by RACHEL GRAU
"This one’s for all the dead people out there."
That was how I spent my Valentine’s Day: in the dark, rustic, corridors of San Francisco’s Palace of Fine Arts, listening to Band of Horses’s lead singer Ben Bridwell morbid attempt at a joke before the band launched into their most famous single, “The Funeral.”
by StAR STAFF and CONTRIBUTORS
Or sadness, if you’re in twenty two units. Or gladness, if you’re stoked about Stanford Men’s Basketball team’s spot in the tournament, or about this video by the women’s team, or about spring break and the ten wild weeks that are Stanford Spring Quarter.
Let’s stick with gladness. Here are some tracks to get you through to the break.
by JAKE FRIEDLER
In a godless world, Beyoncé is the closest thing we have to a goddess.
by StAR Staff and Contributors
It’s Dead Week. It’s dark. But if you ask me, the light’s winning.