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Music editorship for a college newspaper can be confusing. Decisions, decisions. Do we try to cover the same stuff other newspapers' arts sections do, except with more Harvard bias? Or do we assume college students have more eclectic, diverse tastes (or at least are more willing to try stuff out), and aim to introduce new, interesting things to them? It's hard to tell: I've heard loads of generalizations about the musical taste of students here at Harvard but I only get to interact with a limited percentage of you. So I take a stab in the dark...
...Simpsons episode (AABF11, "I'm With Cupid") where Elton John hands Homer a Grammy and Homer chucks it into the trash. Which is how I feel about the awards right now. I suppose I'm expected to say something about them, this being the music column and all, except that I feel award shows naturally tend to reward the middlebrow rather than the spectacular. (Hello, Santana!) And the behind-the-scenes politics of major labels to win Grammys just leaves an odd taste in my mouth. I wonder if record labels send "for your consideration" copies of albums to Grammy...
...fact. At first glance merely flighty and airy, the actual brilliance of that comic voice can be seen by the pale attempts by other authors in the intervening years to replicate that light tone successfully. While Bridget is too detailed at points to read like a diary ("7.32 a.m. Except do not have any mushrooms or sausages. 7.33 a.m. Or eggs."), as interior monologue it's genius. The punning title may bring to mind Augustan seriousness, but Bridget continues to radiate glorious energy, and that sheer energy propels The Edge of Reason. Like Austen's Emma (it's hard...
...World Without History feels like perpetual night; it is crowded with guilt, suspicion and bleak hope. The title itself refers to the wishful thought that personal histories could be forgotten, uttered midway through the play. It could just as well have been titled, "a world without guilt," except that the word history evokes the epic complications of the plot...
...with the remarks, but no one had the courage to say anything or do anything that might register that discomfort. I felt completely isolated: As far as I knew, I could easily have been the only gay--or, more appropriately, the only un-closeted--audience member that night. And, except for the squeeze from my friend next to me, I felt no support...