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Rebecca J. Levy ’06, who sang the haunting “In a Very Unusual Way,” spoke emphatically about her experience singing for Patinkin, who told her, “In some way, you connect to this. You don’t need to perform this song—it’s yours.” Says Levy, “I found it fun to have him critique my performance and to work with him on giving it new possibilities. Also, it was amazing to see the changes he brought about...
...around me, in the dark, people began to sing. We sang tentatively, the same verse over and over because very few people know the second verse that starts, “Oh beautiful, for pilgrim feet.” Mostly together, and together falling short of the high notes, we expressed our grief in a musical moment of silence: “America, America, God shed his grace on thee, And crown thy good, With brotherhood, From sea to shining...
...Look for flyers, check the Phoenix,” the Dropkick Murphys once sang about Lansdowne Street, “are there any decent shows?” Live on St. Patrick’s Day from Boston, MA, the fruit of three nights at Avalon, doesn’t just answer “yes”—it obliterates any doubt to the contrary. Taking the stage to chants of “let’s go, Murphys,” Boston’s reigning kings of blue-collar punk barrel through 74 blistering...
...clear that the women with puffy eyes hadn't worn all black simply to be fashionable. The widows had come to a wake, and the minute the music started, they were bawling. But Ginny was determined to have a good time on their first night out in months. She sang all the words and pulled Hilary up out of her seat so they could dance. "Hilary kept turning around and looking at the women crying and asking me, 'Are you sure we're allowed to do this? Are you sure we're allowed to be dancing?'" recalls Ginny. "Nothing...
...barley fields threw down their baskets and hoes and ran yelling to join the swelling procession. To a roar of approval, Sofi was hoisted onto the saddle of a mountain pony draped in scarlet and gold tapestry. As he rode down an avenue of poplars, women danced and sang, and a pack of young men leaped and jigged. Again and again the cry rose up: "Long live Sofi...