Will Dukes

1 week ago | rollingstone.com | Will Dukes

June 18, 2025 Is a dancefloor even worthy minus house music? The past half-century has seen legions of hits—from Inner City to Stardust—and nothing keeps people shaking like that inescapable four-on-the-floor blitz. After going worldwide, house has blissfully resettled on North American shores. Drake’s “Massive,” produced by house DJ Gordo, commanded the dance circuit, and Beyoncé’s Renaissance caused a cultural upheaval, highlighting house’s Black (and queer) roots. Hitting up the club is...

1 week ago | yahoo.com | Will Dukes

Why There Would Be No House Music Without ChicagoGenerate Key TakeawaysIs a dancefloor even worthy minus house music? The past half-century has seen legions of hits—from Inner City to Stardust—and nothing keeps people shaking like that inescapable four-on-the-floor blitz. After going worldwide, house has blissfully resettled on North American shores.

3 weeks ago | rollingstone.com | Will Dukes

June 4, 2025 You simply can’t get a party started today without a ready dose of New York hip-hop. The pithy candor of Ice Spice promises an intense, caption-rich anthem. Cash Cobain pushes boundaries with his progressive, nocturnal ballads, and Joey Bada$$ keeps a myriad of international die-hards rocking to his witticisms. Game, bravado, and lyricism get the woofers shaking in a New York minute. What’s to thank for this forever bash? Imagine the coolest birthday party: a summer soiree that...

3 weeks ago | yahoo.com | Will Dukes

Generate Key TakeawaysWhy the Evergreen Sound of New York City Hip Hop Will Always Stay TrueYou simply can’t get a party started today without a ready dose of New York hip-hop. The pithy candor of Ice Spice promises an intense, caption-rich anthem. Cash Cobain pushes boundaries with his progressive, nocturnal ballads, and Joey Bada$$ keeps a myriad of international die-hards rocking to his witticisms. Game, bravado, and lyricism get the woofers shaking in a New York minute.

1 month ago | rollingstoneindia.com | Will Dukes

Over the years, few bands have been able to do quotidian grandeur as well as Arcade Fire. A relatability factor propels even their feistiest odes, from 2007’s incantatory “No Cars Go” to 2013’s resplendent “Awful Sound (Oh Eurydice),” and that quality has helped them manage the art-commerce quandary about as well as anyone this side of Radiohead. Can a restive dirge (2004’s erratic fist-raiser “Wake Up”) sell a Spike Jonze movie about a wolf-suited lad to shit-tons of Super Bowl viewers?