Andy Warhol was among the most iconic and prolific visual artists of the 20th century, a highbrow and low class culture cultivator of profound influence. The pop artist is just as recognized for his soup cans or Marilyn Monroes as he is for the silver New York "Factory" where those works were produced (while his Superstars and other celebrities milled about, glamorously bored). But Warhol was also an avant-garde filmmaker, publisher, producer and dabbler in performance art. One facet of this multidimensional career was The Exploding Plastic Inevitable, a series of traveling multimedia shows that occurred between 1966 and 1967. The shows featured Warhol's films, dancing and performances by Factory regulars and house band The Velvet Underground.
Minneapolis rapper Slug (aka Sean Daley) has been at the forefront of underground rap so long it's hard for hip-hop heads to remember when Atmosphere wasn't a household name. Backed by DJ and producer Ant, Slug created a revolution of emotionally raw lyricism wherein his unbridled ego—and the defense mechanisms and underpinnings that created it—were ever-present. More than 20 years down the road, his discography is as much the soundtrack of a generation and subculture as it is a catalogue of desperate but defiant barstool poetry. In advance of a show at the Albuquerque Convention Center, Slug spoke with the Alibi.
In tribute to Norwegian deathpunk band Turbonegro, local five-piece Ass Cobra will play its first and only show at Burt’s Tiki Lounge on Friday, Aug. 26. K.C. Strangle and Skulldron open the free festivities, which begin at 10 p.m. (Jessica Cassyle Carr)
Bobby Boulders says you ought to jump off and report to the gravel pit. Though such instructions may seem mysterious to the casual observer, we're pretty sure the dude means you ought to ch-check out Wu-Tang Wednesdays at Dialogue Brewing. During such chokin', smokin' and hopin' times you can guarantee to get your fill of OG, old school hip-hop as well as classic jams by those fine fellows from Staten Island. There are two sessions left, dear readers, on Dec. 19 and Dec. 26. Beginning at 7pm—and for free—you can trust DJ Zemo-G to do you and your homies right with tuneage that kills all evil whilst promoting a danceable, jewel-encrusted future. Drinking some of the finest barley pop in town might help you fill your tank, too. You know what I'm saying, right? Step into the groove, right now, boo. Plus, There's no cover for this 21+ hip-hop party; that's what I'm talking about!