What Cheer? Brigade
What can we say except, we love you What Cheer? Brigade. Our neighborhood rabble-rousing brass band, we know you’re going to bring the ruckus hard, just the way you always do. We are so excited to have you back for SW 2013, playing your boom-boom music for a boom-boom good time.
Do it for the 5th Ward, do it for the 6th Ward, do it for the 7th Ward, do it for … the 1st Ward of Providence’s East Side? Whatever, we’ll take it. Big Freedia puts on freaky, juicy, booty-y live shows, drenching the audience in their sweat and the sweat of their ancestors, such is the shear permeating energy of it. If you don’t need a double hip replacement by the end of one of Freedia’s sets, you’re doing it wrong. The Queen Regnant of New Orleans’s bounce scene, Big Freedia brings all the lushness and fracas of a nigh out/bender in the Big Easy with her driving beats and raw, undone lyrics.
Along with being one half of the DJ duo Duck Sauce, who’s massive 2010 hit “Barbara Streisand” remains an instant dance party three years later, A-Trak is one of the most technically skilled DJ’s in the world. A-Trak, born Alain Macklovitch, won his first DMC World DJ Championship in 1997 at only 15 years old, making him the youngest winner in the history of the competition. Along with dozens of artist collaborations, A-Trak has toured as Kanye West’s personal DJ and added scratches to the Yeezy classics Graduation and Late Registration. Look out for this well-dressed and insanely talented DJ to mix rap and electronic to usher in one heck of a Friday night dance party.
Can punk be pretty? With Dirty Projectors, the answer is, “Hell yes.” Incubated in the experimental DIY warehouse scene of early 2000s Brooklyn, Dirty Projectors have gone from playing in front of a few friends to thousands in festival settings. They’ve attracted collaborators as disparate as Bjork and David Byrne with their unique and mind-blowing blend of vocal acrobatics, pop sensibilties, and Van Halen-like guitar shredding. Maybe you’ll embarrass yourself trying to sing along to their disarmingly weird yet catchy tunes, but 420-yolo, amirite?
Reverb-drenched vocals, shimmering guitar melodies wrapped in warm blankets of feedback, and bass drowning you in a full-body hum. All of it pumping to the hypnotic rhythm of punk rock drums. Deerhunter is the soundtrack to your dizziest, trippiest daydreams, an Atlanta band with a knack for both soothing soundscapes and hard-charging anthems. So come Saturday, relax, kick back, and brace yourself. It might get loud.
Fresh off of releasing his Aftermath debut album, good kid, m.A.A.d city, Kendrick Lamar is taking the rap game by storm. With his rapid-fire flow and remarkable lyrics, Kendrick is known to rip any stage he steps on. When he’s not writing incredibly hot shit, he’s eating Fruity Pebbles. Dubbed the “King of West Coast Rap” by Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre, Compton’s Kendrick Lamar is just now getting the recognition he deserves. 2012 was his year. 2013 will only be greater.
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