Enough music to rock because you're happy or rock because you're sad. No matter if the candidate you were supporting won or lost you can find solace in the upbeat or comfort in the emo. Tuesday 11/7 Method Man The mighty Method Man (Wu-Tang) brings a glorious night of hardcore hip hop to Avalon featuring Inspectah Deck, Masta Killa and Hall of Justus. Avalon, all ages, $25, 7pm doors Method Man: website | myspace...
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Bostonist already mentioned to you that the Diabolical Biz Markie will be playing at Axis this evening, but damn, we really need to exhort you to go. Part of it is that people need to realize that the Biz is so much more than just "Just a Friend." He's given the world many other hip hop hits, among which we must mention "The Vapors," the whimsical (but so true) "Pickin' Boogers," and "Nobody Beats the Biz," which is meta-awesome for having a refrain that was inspired by a TV commercial, which was inspired by a musical, which was inspired by the Wizard of Oz. Also, as hip hop ages, it's harder and harder to see some of the early greats on stage, so when one comes to town, everyone with sense ought to jump.
The season finale has just aired for your favorite TV show. NBC hasn't run Must See TV on Thursdays for a decade. The sun is shining and temperatures will be perfect for showing up jacketless to the next performance. Something to do every night this week – and rock it out for free with the pop tunes from WBOS' EarthFest line up on Saturday, starting at noon. All this and we're tivo-ing the Sox/Yanks games...
Today we spent the day appreciating how much immigrants affect our daily lives. A sign hand-printed and posted in a local bodega's window read “Closed May 1st. A Day Without Immigrants. We are all immigrants.” Some of the best music has immigrated its way to the United States from places far and wide. Where would this week's lineup be without the rich flavor of the immigrant community? Music knows no borders. Let the decibels...
One of the little pleasures of being one of Boston's blogging elites is that our inbox receives a steady stream of hype from PR people about various bands, mostly of the rock and roll variety. Most times, we give these a perfunctory read, check out the mp3s if we're not busy, then shrug and move on. After all, (this) Bostonist doesn't pretend to understand the music the young kids are listening to these days. (Our philosophy: If it ain't Biz Markie, we don't want to know about it.)
There is exactly one kind of shopping that (this) Bostonist loves: grocery shopping. Every aisle seems to burst with possibilities for new and exciting dishes (or for making old, forgotten favorites), and the processed food makers of this great nation never cease to amaze us with their crazy new innovations. In the past, we have told you about our favorite places for groceries, and one of our not-so-favorite places. But for all our anti-Whole-Foods ranting, Whole Foods is too upscale and weird even to count as a proper grocery store, so it can't win the title of least-favoritest. Shaw's, on the other hand, gets no such allowance. As we were reminded Monday evening, we do not like Shaw's.
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We’ve been digging out all day. After we held our ground on the second floor yesterday only to find that our exterior door was all but snowed shut when it was time to go to work this morning. A bit of shoveling later we’re turning to warm hearts not cold snow. There's a good week ahead of us, temperatures are due to rise, indoors and out. Dinner reservations are hard to come by for tomorrow, and $54 prix fixe is steep. Bostonist has another plan: grab a bottle of Mad Dog, a paper bag, and hop the T for one of this week’s music agenda shows:
Bostonist has long had mixed feelings about high-priced, multi-artist, big-venue hip hop shows, so we approached last night's Breed Love Oddyssey Tour (Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Pharoahe Monch, and Jean Grae) with some apprehension. In our formative concert-going years (back when we were a Brooklynist), we got pretty well-accustomed to seeing our hip hop up-close and personal, being able to hear lyrics, and expecting freestyles to make up a healthy part of an evening's entertainment....
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