It's finally here! The Gray Issue is filled with some great stuff, some of which you can read online. But there's also some great music recommendations, whether you're breezing through the reviews section or reading Blanca Méndez's feature on how women in global bass are creating new community spaces on the dancefloor. Here's a mix of some of the music between the pages. Track list after the jump!
Some weeks just make you want to scream. For that special occassion, here is a mix tape of 11 women thrashing through metal songs. Go ahead—turn it up on full volume while you shout your head off this weekend about whateverhas madeyou angry recently.
Earlier this summer, Jay Z invited a small audience of cultural heavies—among them Marina Abranovic, Michael K. Williams, and Jerry Saltz—to a New York gallery for a six-hour performance of his new song "Picasso Baby." It wasn't the first time music and fine art have mingled, and it won't be the last. From the Velvet Underground at Andy Warhol's Factory to Jean-Michael Basquiat's start in the world of grafitti, music and art have been heady, fruitful bedfellows for as long as we know. This week, Kristin Rogers Brown and Andi Zeisler pulled together a selection of their fave songs about art and artists for your listening palette.
It's your lucky day! Brooklyn's Afropunk Fest isn't until the end of this month, but the festival organizers put together this special sneak-peek mixtape for us! Check out the playlist below the cut and put this mixtape on repeat.
This Friday's mixtape is a somewhat eclectic mix of folk and dreamy rock that all flows together for good summer front-porch listenting. All of the bands on the mixtape include women and will be performing this weekend at Portland's Pickathon roots music festival. Enjoy!
Now that Lilith Fair is done toting five-dollar lattes in the name of commercialized feminism, and MichFest is busy denying claims of discrimination, this summer is the chance to get to know lesser-known feminist music festivals that are thriving across the country.
It's old news that Robin Thicke's music video for "Blurred Lines" is straight-up gross. In the video, near-naked, sometimes-unresponsive women drape themselves around a group of fully dressed male artists who spend four and a half minutes trying to make a "good girl" go bad. But now, he's not just deflecting criticism of his music's flagrant objectification—as we might expect—he's announced that the "Blurred Lines" video is actually the forefront of a new feminist movement!