In the wake of President Donald Trump’s transgender military ban, a group of University of Minnesota students aimed to present transgender voices in a traditionally patriarchal medium. Under the organization of senior theater major Henry Ellen Sansone, five students will perform Shakespeare’s “Twelfth Night, or What You Will” at the Minnesota Fringe Festival — with a contemporary twist. The play follows a woman who is shipwrecked.
At most music festivals, drug fueled audiences wear revealing outfits, eccentric hairdos and body odor — Rock the Garden was an exception. The audience was comfortable in their conformity, and they weren’t going to apologize to anybody for it.
After relocation last year due to construction, Sunday’s Rock the Garden music festival was back to its native ground — the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden. Thunderstorms were projected, but the sky turned out clear and sunny. Possibly too sunny. In the 90-degree heat, the crowd felt slightly sedated, muffling some enthusiasm. “I know y’all are sweaty already,” local rapper Dwynell Roland said.
You’ve probably seen him around town, wearing a white suit in the summer and a black one in the winter.
As hipsters move from craft beer back to cheap stuff for authenticity’s sake, they’re also swaying from sushi burritos to hot dogs. On top of that, Snapchat’s dancing hot dog filter is bringing even more fame to the ballpark classic. Hot dogs are in. In Minneapolis, there are a lot of hot dog options.
Ever since its recent “Scaffold Scandal,” the Walker Art Center has trod carefully around the topic of identity politics. The release of “A Stray” was a big step in the right direction. The film, which debuted this year at SXSW, is about a Somali American in Minneapolis who forms an unlikely relationship with a dog — an animal considered impure in the Islamic faith. A year ago, HBO also tried to make a show about the Somali community in Minneapolis — it was met with protests.
You have $7,000 to use as spending money. Do you buy a car or ... a dress? No, these aren’t bridal gowns; they’re ballroom dance competition dresses.
In the wake of Jeronimo Yanez’s acquittal, the art at “The Shop” feels particularly charged. In one painting, a black boxer hangs on a cross with bubblegum pink accents in its grain. In another, a man’s blank face is depicted lying on the road next to a pair of black boots.
After Beyonce’s visual album “Lemonade” delved into the depths of infidelity in the artist’s marriage to Jay-Z, many wondered where the rapper would go with his music — could he continue to be the closed and cool hustler, or would he open up about his marriage in response? With “4:44,” we found an answer. “4:44,” which was released Saturday on Tidal, is the most personally revealing album in Jay-Z’s canon; the artist raps candidly about his famous ego, his money-mania and, of course, his infidelity.
“Baby Driver” opens with the eponymous character, Baby (Ansel Elgort), sitting in a car and dancing to “Bellbottoms” by the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion while his colleagues rob a bank at gunpoint.