Author Archives: Sanjena Sathian

Lunch at John Davenport’s is a classy affair. The dining room, mostly empty, is sprinkled with the occasional luncheoning businessman or guest. It’s also gorgeous. With stunning views from Harkness Tower and Old Campus to East Rock, a trip to JD is probably worth it just to gaze at our campus from above. The [Restaurant »

On a Saturday night, York Street pulsates with a steady beat. It is a sound Yale students know all too well — a sweaty mosh of partiers, bumping and swaying and belting the last refrain of “Living on a Prayer” at New Haven’s party mecca: Toad’s Place. Partiers from all around Connecticut make their pilgrimage »

Let’s call it “Yoga for Dummies.” That’s what “Introduction to Yoga” at Payne Whitney Gymnasium feels like. Uncomfortable with the requisite spirituality associated with some branches of yoga and terrified of what Bikram might do to me, I chose PWG. But despite seeming more reasonable, my first hour in the class seems a mishmash of »

Children who ask too many difficult questions of adults are often lied to. And after sitting through a 35-minute performance of Caryl Churchill’s “Far Away” at the Yale Cabaret, the audience will surely leave feeling unsettled, like the adult who cannot answer these difficult questions. Even we cannot answer the questions “Far Away” asks of »

I’m always behind England. The Guardian named Local Natives as their New Band of the Day last March. To be fair, their record “Gorilla Manor” only hit the United States this February, and to be even more fair, my torrent-hunting friend Jimmy didn’t point them out to me until this week. They’re confusing to me. »

In honor of MGMT coming to Spring Fling, I’m going to taste as much mixed-up electronica as possible, because there’s a very good chance the actual show will be a let down. However, my friend reminded me today of the rap group that has been called “the hipster’s wet dream”: Chiddy Bang samples MGMT and »

I have a soft spot for good folksy sounding music. I’ve never been sure how to classify this music – some of it is technically “country,”or “southern rock” or just “acoustic” – but it’s really the only thing I want to listen to when I’m back home in Georgia, driving with the windows down. I »

Why is Sweden so hip and … clean? They have Ikea, Abba, Pippi Longstocking and Shout Out Louds. Though they’re now nine years old, Shout Out Louds are still coming out with singles I love as much as their original work. As I scrolled through my iTunes I noticed a chunk of their songs in »

I was almost in “The Blind Side.” Kind of. It was shot last June at my Georgia prep school and they paid extras to sit in the football stands all night. When I sent in my headshot, I never heard back. I heard later that they wanted mostly Caucasian extras to create an “accurate Southern »

The word of the week is retro. Listening to my latest obsession, Neon Indian, makes me want to travel to a time when things were rad, or groovy, or psychedelic. I know I’m mixing up decades here, but it’s unclear what exactly Neon Indian is channeling, other than past days of youth, yore and sick, »

I have a friend, we’ll call him Jimmy, who’s a Torrent hunter. He spends hours a day hunched over his MacBook, flannel sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and when he emerges, he does so with a thousand odd songs. Regardless of his ethics … he gets good music. Jimmy got me into Los Campesinos!, »

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