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Do you like music? What about food? A fan of spring weather? If you answered yes to any or all of these questions, you should probably mark your calendar for this Saturday, April 16th and plan on making your way over to Copley Lawn between 2:30 and 6pm for free music, free burgers and free (fingers crossed) sunshine. Now that you have that worked into your schedule, you can start counting down the days with WGTB’s own Thayer Frechette and Alex “Sunshine” Podkul who are bringing you new dance moves every day of this week to get you ready to get your groove on to Reptar, RA the MC, Mercies and Get A Tan.

Just hours before Yellow Ostrich parked their van on 37th and O Street NW, Fiona and I scrambled to find something — anything — for Alex Schaaf, Michael Tapper and Jon Natchez to play. A slight miscommunication had resulted in the band planning to stop by Georgetown to record a plugged-in studio session before their soundcheck at the Black Cat with us waiting on the other end to film an acoustic takeaway show. Easy fix, right? Not quite. They didn’t have the equipment to play acoustic, and we didn’t have the equipment to go electric. Hoping to salvage the afternoon, we rounded up the best instruments we could find, and thankfully, the flexible trio was willing to stretch the definition of both ‘best’ and ‘instruments’ far enough to rework a few cuts from their album The Mistress live on air. Read More »

Even after schlepping an upright bass, two guitars, and a kick drum to the blustery heights of the Village A rooftops, Benyaro’s Ben Musser and Bobby McCullough still didn’t quite have all of the accompaniment that they desired. McCullough, on the upright bass, tapped a tambourine with his left foot and Musser, on guitar, managed both the kick drum and a maraca stuffed in the laces of his other shoe. Alas, we humans are given a mere two hands, and so it was that Musser had to create his own sound effects to replace the crash of the cymbal.

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When it’s time to get to work, those fleeing a chatty roommate or fighting the temptation to curl back up in bed might mistakenly seek refuge in Midnight Mug. Yes, that promised land nestled among the stacks where rivers flow with caffeinated beverages and chocolate chip bagels rain down from the sky at 85¢ a piece—and where you will be greeted by the latest and loudest hits from Girl Talk and Kanye.* But last weekend, we have to admit that it was us disrupting your studies with a performance from the Alexandria-based folk band, The Last Monarchs. After parading past the guard desk, stuffing an upright bass and cello through the doorway, and being led down the stairwell to Lau 2, the acoustic sextet serenaded the blessed souls who actually start doing their homework on Saturday afternoons. For a bit, conversations halted and iTunes libraries were paused as the band played a short three-song set over the drone of the milk steamer complete with a mini-string section, tambourines, harmonicas and handclaps before returning you to your reguarly scheduled jams.

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As we gear up for winter, fighting off hordes of empty calories, ironically infinite finals, and ravenous commercialism, and above all dumping tinsel and bulbs on anything that now seems just too dreary, Fluorescent Sense helped spruce up the back stairwell of Healy Hall in a lively performance for your listening pleasure. Read More »

Before heading to the Rock & Roll Hotel for their concert with Vetiver and Peter Wolf Crier, L.A. indie rock quartet Dawes drove to 37^th and O St, SE ready to play some guitar and sing some songs. When they looked around at the abandoned cul-de-sac in Anacostia and discovered that Georgetown University is located at 37^th and O NW (a mistake every Georgetown student’s parents have undoubtedly made at least once), they hopped in their tour van and drove back across town. Read More »

David Strackany, the man behind Paleo, seemed to be begging to be a contradiction. The artist who had once written 365 songs in one year, elected to write, ‘I do not exist,’ on the chalkboard to create his own backdrop. But it wasn’t one singular statement. He repeated it over and over again until its very declaration lost meaning and stopped being as much a Cartesian paradox as hyperactive, existential musings.

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We’ve been posting video from our first annual Student Showcase held in late March, and so far we’ve seen performances by Stout Cortez and Bike Club. Check out the performance by The Darling Snaps (featuring two of your three loyal Music Directors here at WGTB; shameless self-promotion) below.

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