Welcome to Six Degrees, a new Uncensored Interview feature inspired by none other than Mr. Kevin Bacon. You know the game–it’s a small world and we’re all somehow related. This theory applies to the music scene as well, no matter what you listen to, where you hang or who you know. We’re just showing you the connections.

Summer is here and that means one thing: music festivals! This month we’re celebrating everything that makes catching the best bands outdoors a great experience. From excited fans and performance anxiety to making friends and dream lineups, here are a few of our favorite festival moments.

!!! kicked ass at last year’s Pitchfork festival, but Nic purposely avoided reading their review of his performance for fear they rip him apart. As long as the kids are going nuts in the audience, that’s the only thing that matters.

But there are friends to be made at festivals, too. Au Revoir Simone knows how great it is to wander around checking out other musicians, only to end up getting buddy-buddy with the likes of Wilco, Fiery Furnaces and the intimidating Midlake.

Sometimes it’s the fans that show the most love. And skin. Even if it’s not exactly what you envisioned seeing as a rock star.

Please, don’t forget the grandmas too –
the ones who buy guitars for you.
Just ask Jared Scharff and his band the Royals.
They’ll tell you there’s no one else who spoils
a child out there like grandma could
or teach them what is bad from good.

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Seriously, Kanye is effing everywhere. There’s his Louis Vuitton sneaker collaboration, which we’ve been anticipating. Then there was the whole wah-Radiohead-waaaaah squabble, which entertained us for a fun few days. After that, we started fixating on the fact that he technically opened for Kelly Clarkson on American Idol. (In an unlikely and troubling jeans-on-jeans ensemble, no less.)

Next, he confirmed that he employs two people–two!–to help him run his infamous little corner of the Interweb. Just yesterday, we learned via People that West will lay down vocals for a Family Guy spin-off, in which he’ll play rapper Kenny West. Dropsonic thinks West is a bit of an egomaniac, but not so, according to the show’s producers!

According to executive producer Richard Appel, “Before we came to the table … there was only one line he didn’t love and he came up with another idea and in a completely modest, nice way said, ‘Would you mind if I changed just this one line?’ And our feeling was, how many raps have we written? One? And how many has he written? Be our guest!”

See? He’s humble, too! And this morning, the AP finally confirmed West’s performance at SXSW. So what will he perform? Will he turn up the 808s for “Heartless”? (Our personal favorite “my life is over and you suck” jam)? Another rousing reinterpretation of “Love Lockdown”? Is it possible Young Jeezy can make time in his schedule to join West in “Amazing”?

Perhaps he’ll go old-school with some cuts off Graduation. That would make us happy. Optimism really does abound at SXSW, despite our fiscal apocalypse! Or so we continue to tell ourselves.

It’s sort of the band version of failing out and being sent to summer school, isn’t it? The Klaxons recorded what they thought would be the successor to 2007′s Myths Of The Near Future with producer James Ford, but when their label, Polydor, heard the results, they sent the dance-punk trio back to the studio for another go. Band leader Jamie Reynolds told the NMEit was because they “forgot” that they were a pop outfit. Which apparently means they’re never allowed to experiment. Or, you know, grow artistically:

“Yes [we were asked to re-record part of the album],” he confirmed to NME.com. “Because we’ve made a really dense, psychedelic record. We’ve made a really heavy record and it isn’t the right thing for us, I understand and know that. First and foremost we’re a pop band. I haven’t thought about that for a long time, and now it’s in the forefront of my mind.”

Reynolds added that the Klaxons have been given a four-week deadline to rewrite a bunch of songs and finish up the album, after which, he noted, “everything should be dealt with.” What a great way to produce new, exciting music! Gee, that doesn’t sound stunted, clinical and horribly un-rock’n'roll at all!

The Grammy Awards must have been pretty darn stressful for Radiohead frontman and spikey-haired, lazy-eyed hot-hottie (shush, there’s no accounting for taste!) Thomas Edward Yorke. First, he was too busy being a genius to say “hello” to super-fan Kanye West backstage, insulting the rapper so much West “sat the fuck down” during the band’s amazing performance of “15 Step.”

But Kanye wasn’t the only one whom Yorke pissed off for refusing to exchange celebrity niceties. Miley Cyrus, better known as Hannah Montana, was snubbed as well! While we can understand the pain and disappointment she must have felt at that moment, we don’t understand why she felt the need to go on the radio and attempt to destroy Radiohead:

“I left, ’cause I was so upset. I wasn’t going to watch [them perform]. Stinkin’ Radiohead! I’m gonna ruin them. I’m going to tell everyone.”

Oh, Miley. You have much to learn.

Yorke, who we imagine having a bit of a sardonic laugh over both blog-generated spats, addressed both beef rumors on the band’s Dead Air Space site: “Wish us all a safe journey if you still like us and you’re not one of those people I have managed to offend by doing nothing, xx.” But he went a step farther; paying special attention to Cyrus’s efforts to “ruin” them by releasing a statement to US Weekly: “When Miley grows up, she’ll learn not to have such a sense of entitlement.”

SNAP. Major chastisement. Girl is never gonna listen to OK Computer and feel the same way again. Which, according to The Soft Pack, is just fine, because Radiohead whines too much!

(For what it’s worth, we heart Thom, but we do think Miley could totally TAKE HIM DOWN in a physical altercation.)

It was Michael Jackson night on yesterday’s American Idol, and, conveniently, tickets went on sale bright and early this morning for the King of Pop’s “This Is It” run of ten retirement shows in London. (He’s only doing it so he can, like, pay his rent and stuff). But! As traffic overwhelmed the Ticketmaster site this morning, Rock & Roll Daily reports that Jackson took pity on the obsessed fanatics willing to shell out for his performances and added 12 more dates–and counting:

As the opening shows began to sell out, new dates for the “This Is It!” run were being added to Jackson’s tour page at Ticketmaster, proving that this wasn’t really it. At first only two new shows were announced, but that number blossomed to four, eight and now, as it stands at press time, 10 additional shows…

Just as the world suspected, “This Is It” isn’t “IT” until M.J. has paid for a new wardrobe of crystal-encrusted gloves and bedazzled military jackets. (The old stuff is going to be sold off in an auction, naturally). In the event that you’re dying to see Jacko and are still shut out of tickets, throw Thriller on in the background, sit back and listen to Kaki King do an impression of her grandma, who sounds disturbingly like Michael himself. It might not get you into the 02 Arena, but it sure is hilarious.

The aging dieties that are U2 played a not-so-secret show at Fordham University in New York City over the weekend to promote their new album, No Line On The Horizon. It had already been a very U2-ish week in New York, what with the whole temporary renaming of West 53rd St between Broadway and Eighth Ave “U2 Way,” and a five-night residency on the Late Show With David Letterman.

But on Friday night, the Times was there to cover something far more important than the silly band on stage. How far would some hairdressers from Michigan go to get close to Bono? Bribes? Begging? Physical violence? Cookies?

Attempt #1:  “We heard it was a free concert—we didn’t know you needed ID to get in,” said one of them, Liz Jones, 28. “We’ve tried begging, pleading, jumping the fence. We can’t get in.”

Attempt #2: They approached Officer Richard Black, who was posted on Fordham Road. “Please, can you get us in?” Ms. Jones said. “Look where they put me,” Officer Black said. “Do you think I could get you in? I can’t even get myself in.”

Attempt #3:  The women tried a different entrance and told the security guards there: “We don’t have any weapons. You can strip-search us.” The guards declined, and the women tried the next entrance. They heard a roar go up from inside the campus, and one of them, Felicia Duron, 24, grabbed the fence and groaned.

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