Tuesday 29 Jul
 
 

Planting the seed

Chelsey Cope’s new band, Elms, is as earthy and native to Oklahoma as the trees that are their namesake. The soulful folk four-piece’s debut EP, Parallel Lines, was recorded at Bell Labs Recording Studio in Norman and is on its way in September. But the band has already given us a tease, with its first single, “Burn,” going live on SoundCloud on July 14.
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Commercial rock

Center of the Universe Festival featuring Capital Cities, Young The Giant, AWOLNATION & more
Friday-Saturday
Downtown Tulsa 
centeroftheuniversefestival.com 
$35-$50 

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Mack truckin’

Swizzymack
9 p.m. Friday 
Kamp’s Lounge 
1310 NW 25th St. 
lndrnrs.com 
819-6004 
$10-$15 

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Chevy cruisin’

Chevy Woods with Kevin Gates & more
9 p.m. Sunday 
Vibe Night Club 
227 SW 25th St. 
$20-$40 

07/16/2014 | Comments 0

Rock steady

Tesla
7 p.m. Saturday
Frontier City
11501 N. Interstate 35 Service Road 
frontiercity.com
478-2140
Free with park admission 

07/16/2014 | Comments 0
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Day One — Art by Death


Matt Carney January 11th, 2012

“Art by Death” is something you probably won’t hear every day.

On one lyric of the song “Dream Circus,” Chris Wallace raps about “Robert Frost poems read from the mouth of a deer”; the next, he’s name-checking former Thunder point guard and comically small dunker Nate Robinson.

It’s weird stuff, for sure, but the ACM@UCO student, who comprises art-rap duo Day One with moody musician Logan Smith, demonstrates an impressive knack for technical rap, handling tricky meters with a certain precarious balance. Witness the last verse of “Dino Tears,” a track with spacey production evocative of last year’s excellent record from Seattle hip-hip collective Shabazz Palaces. He’s a genuine talent, even if his scatterbrained topical approach is sometimes hard to follow.

From lyrically gifted animals into the fictional “Murder Case,” Smith provides some sparse, East Coast rap piano chords to a subdued drumbeat and an authoritative flurry of Wallace verses. They make a good, eccentric pair, although they sometimes fall sucker to trite, reaching-for-emotive lines like “In my own abyss / I remain paralyzed” or “You can take your bag / You can hit the road.”

That’s easily looked past, however. There really aren’t any other local hip-hop artists this young making music this odd. Let’s call Day One a prospect with massive upside. —Matt Carney

 
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