The Tailgate You’re Probably Not Invited To
When it comes to Harvard-Yale, even the tailgates are institutions.
This Saturday will mark the 40th time that Richard Sperry ’68 and Roger Cheever, Harvard ’67, tailgate The Game. The two friends have been tailgating the storied rivalry since 1972, and haven’t missed a game since.
To a Different Tune
Maybe the best thing about opening for the Yale Symphony Orchestra Halloween Show is that, for as long as our band stays together, we will be able to say that our first show sold out a 2,700-person auditorium in eight minutes.
Success, It Never Comes
At the end of the day, though, I know I’m not going to convince you to love something you didn’t. I’m not going to change the way a given song resonates in your brain, whether or not its waves and yours have the same tempo. That’s the whole point of music: if loving it could be reduced to a column-length argument, it would be boring. But I will close with a list of things I think about music. Which, I guess, is kind of what I’ve been doing this whole time.
“Anna” rolls Tolstoy with Tobacco
The ghostly images that play silently on a screen behind the cast of the Dramat’s “Anna in The Tropics,” which opened Thursday, are at first a mystery. The play is set in a Tampa cigar factory in 1929, and the shot and blurred frames of unidentified lovers seem a strange backdrop. Eventually the clips reveal themselves as scenes from an old film version of “Anna Karenina.” They parallel the onstage action just as the play draws on the novel, in an intricate but satisfying web of adaptation.
Being “that guy”
You’ve met me before. If you’ve ever been to a concert or listened to a live recording, you know who I am, and you have some opinion of me.
A Questionable Friend
The deaths at Electric Zoo were indicative of how the old music-and-drugs trope has evolved. The ever-increasing demand for stimulation that’s won hordes of fans for live dance music is also behind the new enthusiasm for Molly, which pairs well with the overwhelming stimulus of a dubstep set blasted through a weapons-grade speaker system. A new kind of music has found its new kind of drug.
Anti-Fling, Against Itself
Despite a strong lineup, an evening of live music, and — maybe most importantly — a free open bar, Anti-Fling was decidedly off the beaten path.
Verse-Chorus-Bridge to Nowhere
I’m sure that at this very moment, someone somewhere is writing a song that would move me to tears with its verse-chorus-bridge simplicity. Not because of it, but despite it. A great song is a great song, formulaic or not.
He can see Russia from his legislature
One could attach an easy narrative to someone who finds himself in state legislature at the age of 23: an earnest young politician, a lifelong dream fulfilled against all odds. That doesn’t quite fit Jonathan Kreiss-Tomkins ’12, state representative for Alaska’s Southeast district.
REVIEW: Michael Blume ’13, Soul Man
For all the buzz artists like Mayer Hawthorne and John Legend have created about the so-called “soul revival,” true crooners remain a rare breed. It’s a delicate sound and a risky one, but done well, it’s the red wine of music: When Frank Ocean broke into falsetto on last year’s Channel Orange, we all went »
Vintage tunes: locally sourced food for your ears
There’s a scene in “Walking Dead,” AMC’s zombie apocalypse mini-series, when Sheriff Rick Grimes reveals to his band of survivors that they are all infected with the zombie virus. This is, of course, met with shock, despair, revulsion, etc. I hope you take it better when I tell you that, like me, you are all hipsters.
A Consideration of Electronic Composition
For decades, pop composition was all about coming up with new ways to use old tools. But today, that’s not always the case. The infinite variety of electronic “instruments,” blips and bleeps and dubstep drops that sound like robot dinosaurs having sex, has obliterated the limitations that necessitated compositional and instrumental innovation, innovation that caused music to evolve as it has.