Childish Gambino isn’t very happy with his record label. Last November, Glassnote Records leaked his new single, “Sweatpants,” and despite the delicious irony—the name of the album is Because the Internet—Gambino was not pleased, firing off a series of angry, frustrated tweets. Now he’s upset again, this time with the way the label rolled out the “Sweatpants” video and his Deep Web tour blog. Gambino is an immensely talented, versatile performer. Call him a perfectionist, accuse him of having artistic integrity, but don’t call it a tantrum—he’s just trying to get it right. Gambino plays the Chelsea on May 2 ($30). Let’s pool our money and buy him out of his contract.
Pool Full of Liquor
Like a lot of people, I thought Kendrick Lamar’s good kid, m.A.A d. city was an instant classic. I played the hell out of the album, and spent Thanksgiving encouraging my youngest nieces and nephews to incorporate phrases such as “ya bish” and “the one in front of the gun lives forever” into the evening’s dinner conversation. I may not be invited back this year, but it was worth it. Lamar is going to show everyone how to turn it up a notch when he hosts Rehab Saturday at Hard Rock’s Paradise Beach on May 3 ($75 for women, $125 for men).
On Sale Now
Remember that scene in Valley Girl where the kid asks Nicolas Cage if the movie is in 3-D, and Cage says, “No, but your face is.” Well, when Kraftwerk plays the Chelsea on June 28 ($40-$60), everything really will be in 3-D: you, your face and the electronic minimalists onstage, quietly rippling through hits such as “Autobahn” and “The Model.”