Olivia Rodrigo’s Guts Tour Comes to New York

It’s hard to find big-time concerts in Upstate New York, so when I noticed that pop sensation Olivia Rodrigo’s arrival to New York City was perfectly timed to line up with Cornell’s spring break, I jumped at the chance to get tickets. I have been a fan of Rodrigo since her Disney Channel days, and attended her first tour in 2022, so I was ecstatic to have the opportunity to see her again.  

Rodrigo’s Guts World Tour celebrates the release of her second studio album, Guts. The album, which was released in September 2023, contains 12 eclectic tracks.  Some are slow heartbreak tunes like much of her first album, Sour, while others are more upbeat with a punk-rock like sound to them.  Rodrigo’s fan base has definitely expanded since her first tour, with most audience members dressing in her signature look of a short skirt, leather jacket and knee-high boots. Before Rodrigo came on, the show was opened by The Breeders, a 1990s alternative rock group fronted by Kim Deal. To me, the band seemed like an interesting choice, as most of the concert attendees were teenagers or young adults born long after the band’s peak.

lovelytheband, Lovely the Concert

The vibe shift from De Souza to lovelytheband was insane. After having my heart twisted and my stomach turned by “Kill Me,” it’s shocking how quickly I could turn around and dance to lovelytheband’s “loneliness for love.” As soon as lovelytheband’s signature lipstick stain cover for their album finding it hard to smile appeared on stage, though, I was ready.

Soccer Mommy – Indie Rock Enters Bruce Monger’s Territory

During my time at Cornell, I never imagined that I would utter the words, “There’s an indie rock concert at Bailey Hall.” This sentence also surprised a lot of my friends; after all, as we’ve learned, the stage should belong to Prof. Bruce Monger and his loving devotion to our climate. During my time at Cornell, I never imagined that I would utter the words, “There’s an indie rock concert at Bailey Hall.” This sentence also surprised a lot of my friends; after all, as we’ve learned, the stage should belong to Prof. Bruce Monger and his loving devotion to our climate. 

At Home with Phoebe Bridgers

Clad in her skeleton onesie and accompanied by three acoustic guitars, her music was sad — sad like being haunted by suppressed memories once suffocated into near obsolescence, all met with an indie rock hum delicately wailing from her acoustic guitar.