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An Oral History of Tastemakers

The opening page of the first Tastemakers issue, published in “October-ish” 2006, boldly proclaimed that “Tastemakers is a groundbreaking new music magazine serving Northeastern University, the surrounding areas, and (within a few months) the entire known universe… We take our music seriously, and take our magazine slightly less seriously.” 17 years later, we’re operating on the same principles. Our 150 members work hard to bring you two issues and one killer show a semester. But before we becam
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Album Review: Calico - Ryan Beatty

About thirty minutes into the two hour drive from Palm Springs to Los Angeles, drivers will see a white billboard. In a handful of bright colors, written in arial, the billboard reads “it’s brave to be nothing to no one at all,” taken from lead single “Ribbons.” As one of the few pieces of promotional material Ryan Beatty put out for his third album, Calico, this billboard exemplifies the elusive pop singer’s state of mind when writing the album. It’s cryptic and subdued, but bright and poetic.
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Tastemakers Presents: A Conversation with Mannequin Pussy

“In our experience, there's nothing more cathartic than just to let out one fucking scream,” Dabice whispered into the microphone. “If you've never screamed at the top of your lungs before, but you always wanted to, this is your moment.”
Before their electric performance, Mannequin Pussy – comprised of Dabice, Collins “Bear” Regisford, Kaleen Reading, Maxine Steen, and Carolyn Haynes – sat down with Tastemakers Magazine to discuss censorship, the punk scene, and the purpose of music.
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An Interview with Lil Mariko

Lil Mariko is no stranger to duality. In the music video for her iconic “Where’s My Juul??” she sings to producer and boyfriend Jared Soule, professionally known as Full Tac, “I swear to God, bitch, if you stole my fucking JUUL / I will break each and every one of your goddamn fucking fingers,” in her signature cutesy voice while wearing pigtails and pink lipstick. A minute later, she runs through her neighborhood in a nicotine-withdrawal induced rage, stomping on the pavement in her mary janes,