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Recess reviews: SOHN in concert
By Sid Gopinath | March 28, 2017The first thing anyone mentioned was the hat. To be fair, it was a bold statement hat. There was nothing cute about it.
The first thing anyone mentioned was the hat. To be fair, it was a bold statement hat. There was nothing cute about it.
Everyone says I’m way too analytical about pop culture. People say I obsess over basic or trivial stuff, and that mindless fluff does not need to be overthought.
What does the New York native and filmmaker Spike Lee have in common with Chicago’s rising artist Nina Chanel Abney?
Midway through “The Memo,” the first single released from Father John Misty’s new album “Pure Comedy,” a disembodied digital voice interrupts the singer, spouting the empty platitudes he is so fond of skewering: “This is totally my song of the summer.
For a television show in its 12th season, “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia” has made a particularly concerted effort to walk the balancing beam between innovation and authenticity.
While sports may hate me for saying this, March Madness is one of the most artistic events of the year.
Almost four years removed from their debut album, Milky Chance has finally returned with their sophomore effort “Blossom”. The singles leading up to the release only hint at the maturity the group has gained over the past few years.
Dance never came easily for Tony Johnson. Let me rephrase. Tony Johnson has always had the talent.
Last week, Stereogum published an article that declared, "Ed Sheeran is the king of pop." There must have been some mistake; surely, the fair people at Stereogum weren’t discounting better, more entertaining male pop stars like The Weeknd or Bruno Mars.
Dusk has fallen over an affluent neighborhood and the manicured lawns and pristine architecture are barely visible in the dim illumination of a few street lights.
“The monster showed up just after midnight. As they do.” Connor was not scared. The 13 year old boy had worse monsters to face than the ominous yew tree thrusting at his window: the malignity of school bullies, the suffocating sympathy of the teachers, a neglecting father, his mother terminally ill. Cancer corrodes these characters as the life of their originator.
Last week, I watched “The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time” at the DPAC. I was expecting to see a masterclass show that would leave me speechless, considering the numerous Tony Awards (2015) that the Broadway show had garnered, yet here I am, certainly not unable to express my words.
The Best... ...bang-for-your-buck: Chubby’s Tacos ...hangover food: Rise Biscuits and Donuts ...decoration/ambiance: Gonza’s Tacos and Tequilas ... bar w/ a firetruck: Surf Club ...big burger: Dain’s Place ...downtown hidden gem: Old Havanna Sandwich Shop ...specialty cocktail: Bar Virgile ... casual dinner: Lily’s Pizza ...hushpuppies: The Original Q-Shack ...quiet café: Francesca’s Dessert Caffee ...fries: James Joyce The Most.... ... tragic when it closed this year: Epa Chamo ...likely to confuse with each other: JuJu and JuJuBee ...reminiscent of the 1960s: The Federal ...loved by Tarheels too: Monut’s Donuts ...comforting environment on campus: Divinity Cafe
In today’s music market, listeners are often presented with a false dichotomy between two formats.
For many Duke students, Ninth Street is an off-campus haven. Home to Harris Teeter, various apartment complexes and popular restaurants such as Burger Bach and Happy + Hale, it’s a thriving mecca of food and commerce conveniently situated right at the nexus between East and West Campus.
The 89th annual Academy Awards were held last Sunday and, in typical award show fashion, it was an indulgent and lackluster Hollywood affair that prompted more eye-rolls than elated outbursts–excluding, of course, the Best Picture fiasco, which was both wildly entertaining and mortifying.
Student rappers and spoken word artists took to the stage Saturday night at the Muslim Student Association’s spoken word night.
Each year, as February comes to a close and Spring Break approaches, I find myself taking stock of my school year.
Even a month before its release, Stephen Bruner’s latest album made an impression with its cover art. The bassist himself is pictured at point-blank range, his face half-submerged in a pool of what could either be water or wine, his eyes wide and wild.
