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Seinabo Sey: SXSW 2015

by Laura Fedele

Teen years watching Destiny's Child from home in Sweden left a big impression on Seinabo Sey (say-na-bo see), who now spends her time wrapping her deep voice around funky songs of power and liberation. Her reward? The 2015 Swedish Grammy® for Best New Artist, just before heading to SXSW.

Question of the Day: North, South, East & West

by Corny O'Connell

WFUV is broadcasting live from the South By Southwest® Festival in Austin, Texas today. Here's the schedule:

1pm Twin Shadow

2pm Gang of Four

3pm Ryan Bingham

4pm Best Coast

5pm Madisen Ward & The Mama Bear

6pm Courtney Barnett

In the meantime, we're collecting your favorite songs mentioning "north," "south," "east," & "west." Direct them to the comments below and we'll spin a set after 9am.

Here's what we played:

Gengahr: SXSW 2015

by Kara Manning

London's Gengahr might not have nicked the title of their new EP, She's A Witch, from that famously goofy scene from "Monty Python and the Holy Grail," but the quartet's video for the hazy, shimmering title track coyly winks in that direction. Cheeky humor aside, it's Gengahr's panache for languid, deliberately shambolic and always arty pop that has earned this savvy young band momentum and attention. They toured with Alt-J and Wolf Alice recently and they're bound for London's Hyde Park this summer with The Strokes and Beck. But first, Gengahr will head to Hotel San José to hang out with Team FUV for a SXSW-style performance.

Natalie Prass: SXSW 2015

by Kara Manning

Championed by her old friend Matthew E. White and his Spacebomb Records crew, Nashville-based Natalie Prass makes a formidable debut with her eponymous first album, a gorgeous collection of smoky, sensual and torchy love—or brokenhearted—songs. On tracks like the outstanding "Bird of Prey," Prass's breezy and soulful vocals simmer over a loping backbeat and brassy narration, courtesy of Spacebomb Records' house band, recalling a certain '70s-era Minnie Riperton vibe or even '90s siren Janet Jackson. Yet there's a catch to those pretty sounds; Prass's thoughtful lyrics veer to the slyly subversive.