The band has canceled four upcoming tour shows in wake of the tragedy.
The band announced on its website in March that Smith was taking time off to be treated for cancer.
Here's the music video for my favorite song, "Wolf Like Me."
Within mere moments of going on sale, Girl Talk concert tickets were sold out for last Friday's show at Jake's Nightclub in Bloomington. I stuck reminder post-it notes all over my room months in advance about the date tickets would go on sale, but being the scatterbrained blond that I am, I forgot anyway. Lucky for me, my boyfriend, Joel, likes surprising me, and lucky for me, he didn't mind paying the extra cash for a sold out show. And lucky for me, he didn't mind his momentary deafness after hearing my animal-like shrieking upon being presented with the tickets.
And what a show it was. Little did I know that Girl Talk (real name Gregg Gillis) likes to invite the front row of people at his concerts on stage, so I was ecstatic when Joel and I managed to scramble up on the stage and squash in right behind him. I wasn't sure what a Girl Talk show would be like, since his music is essentially remixes of hundreds of samples of other artists' songs, but Gillis' energy and creativity in his mashups totally shattered any former doubts I had in his performance potential.
But the sweaty, fist pumping, head-banging atmosphere and Girl Talk's life-of-the-party energy weren't even the best parts of the show. We managed to sneak past security after the concert and meet Gillis and were both astonished to find that he was as conversational and personable as a dear friend might be, far from my expectations about how an internationally-known musical sensation might act toward his lowly fans. If the rumors were true, his extreme friendliness might be attributed to a certain man-made substance, but it still made me giddy when he told us we were a good-looking couple. Not that I didn't already know it.Hip-hop has always been a music genre that I have celebrated. It’s danceable, bass-heavy, and head-boppable. But recently, it’s been next-to-impossible to find acts that have both catchy beats and smart lyrics – an artist is lucky to nail one or the other. On the beats side, we have stars like M.I.M.S. and Lil’ Mama. No one can deny that “This is Why I’m Hot” and “Lip Gloss” are feet-stomping, ass-shake inducing, sharply produced tracks, but all anyone has to do is read the song titles to realize how completely devoid these songs are of any lyrical creativity. On the opposite end of the spectrum, artists like Common and Talib Kweli, have an undeniable knack for thoughtful rhymes, but sometimes their songs can be a production snooze-fest (Don’t get too mad at me, I said sometimes). My point is, there has been an overall surplus of artists, but a definite shortage of talent coming out of the hip-hop factory as of late. Until the Cool Kids came along. Mikey, 19, and Chuck, 23, the Cool Kids' two members, boast the perfect recipe for hip-hop success: clever lyrics and a bass-heavy, of-the-moment, original sound. My favorite song is “One Two,” a spare but bumpin’ track that you just want to hypnotically break your neck to. On the single, Mikey boastfully claims they’re the “new black version of the Beastie Boys,” and for once, a hip-hop group actually can live up to its decidedly not-so-humble self-acclamations. Check out their retro BMX-worshipping beats this Sunday (yup, 4/20 for all you tree lovers) at the Vogue, and find out why Rolling Stone magazine named them one of ten artists to watch in 2007. Tickets are only $15. Click here for ticket info for the Cool Kids show at the Vogue.
Click here to view the Cool Kids MySpace page.