It’s been five years since my first LANY show, but five years does nothing to the way a LANY concert feels as the summer air starts to settle in.

This story starts with Storey Littleton. She has both hands occupied tuning her guitar to the different keys of each song, and in the midst of her plucking, I am encapsulated by her dress. A dress that mirrors the sun hitting the stained glass of Dahlgren Chapel with each sway to the beat of the melody and a statement piece I would definitely consider an “insane find” at the local thrift.

If you can count on any artist to hype up a crowd with something as simple as the spinning cat meme or spelling out his own name, it would be bbno$.

There’s really no way to follow up an album like Brat.

In 2023, Mandy, Indiana crash landed onto the music scene with “Pinking Shears:” French poetry, cymbals, toms, and synths echoed like they were recorded in a cave–because they were.

“I am not cool,” Peter McPoland told the Tuesday night crowd at the 9:30 Club, most of whom kept their puffers on in the surprisingly chilly venue. There were a couple tentative whoops from the crowd. McPoland smiled and lifted one hand. “Come on, cheer!”

A couple decked out in fishnets, a spunky older woman with a pixie cut, and a pair of teenagers with tails walk into a music venue. This may sound like the setup for a joke, but it’s really just a fair representation of the crowd at last Friday night’s 2000s Rave at The Atlantis.

[Heated Rivalry] combines a raunchy, intense, angst-driven relationship with an eventual soft, warm-hearted, and sincere emotional tale.

Since its 2014 release, Five Nights at Freddy’s has exploded into a cultural phenomenon, captivating audiences through games, books, ever-popular YouTube playthroughs–and now full-length feature films.

How often do you live in your body? This isn’t a measure of activity, pain, exhaustion, or any external metric—how often do you feel everything, from your temples to your toes, from your core to the envelope of your skin, all at once?