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At the 9:30 Club, Noname proved she can out-rap most rappers — even when she’s sick

“At one point at the 9:30 Club, Noname promised: “I’m going to be transparent with you.” All tour long, she confessed, she had been having trouble getting through the entirety of her just-released track, “Song 31.” Her Wednesday night show was no different, but after a break for water and encouragement from the crowd, she tiptoed her way through her latest lyrical minefield to cheers.”

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Teen-boy angst, toxic misogyny litter Juice WRLD’s Echostage set

“Music for teenagers lives in dualities and extremes — songs about love so intense, it curdles into hate; songs about pain so deep, only destruction and drugs offer amelioration. Rapper-singer Juice WRLD, who just turned 20, is the latest in a long line of musicians who alchemize these emotional EKGs into pop songs.”

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Rapper Father spit in a fan’s mouth at Songbyrd. She raised her arms in celebration.

“Father was run-down on Sunday night, eschewing his usual cup of booze for honey and hot water, but that didn’t stop the Songbyrd audience from making strange, off-putting requests.”

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Even a stripped-down Nine Inch Nails concert is still an extra-sensory marvel

“As the mastermind behind Nine Inch Nails for three decades, Trent Reznor has made rage his default: at himself, at others, at God, at the political system. That’s how it remained Tuesday night at the Anthem.”

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Flash of the Spirit festival hopes you give world music a chance

“Before the Internet, Jim Thomson used to scan the newspaper for musical performances. Years ago, he came across a listing for Ahmed Abdul-Malik, a name he recognized as playing oud (a Middle Eastern lute) on an obscure John Coltrane live album. He wound up seeing Abdul-Malik perform at the Richmond public library for about 10 people.”

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JPEGMAFIA screams out love (and provocation) to fans at Songbyrd

“It was about 9 p.m. Saturday night, and the basement of Songbyrd was already sticky with sweat. The low, fairy-light-festooned ceiling and the sold-out, couple-hundred-deep crowd made the venue feel claustrophobic — and that was before everyone took two giant steps forward in an attempt to get as close as possible to JPEGMAFIA as he took the stage.”

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When he’s not playing the victim, a Drake concert is a wonder to behold

“As Drake paced and galloped across a barren stage in the middle of Capital One Arena on Thursday night, the floor’s full-sized video screen transformed into a field of lava, an infinity pool or a galaxy of stars, depending on his mood.”

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