Adam T. Horn
Would Ralph Waldo Emerson have been admitted to the Harvard class of 2016? In a response to an essay by English Professor Helen Vendler, Crimson Arts editor Adam T. Horn reflects on personal freedom and conventional paths to success.
A light-footed fantasy with Pixar charm and Tarzan cheese, "John Carter" will be likely one of the most under-appreciated—films of the year.
For better or worse, the first single is a fair indication of Coldplay’s new direction. The lyrics mean less than ever before, the synths mean more, and the melodies mean everything. But it’s Martin’s melodies that have always been the reason to listen to Coldplay; and the melodies of “Mylo Xyloto” are as big as ever.
Kanye West's "My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy" opens with a promise of stubborn refusal to compromise that the following twelve tracks keep.
Kanye’s latest album is a brash triumph, but just as important for 2010 was his acquisition of a Twitter account.
Reflection is a tough word to pin down, but for me it means thinking about my life the same way I think about a story or a poem, sifting through scenes or stanzas to find threads of meaning.
A couple weeks from now millions of people will line up to watch the first of two movies based on ...
Letters from home leave me with an unsettling question: if I loved the place so much, why’d I leave?
The last couple years have sometimes felt like one long goodbye to home. Turning to wave to friends and family ...
A single story, a single poem, a single song: the individual work of art has the undeniable power of unity, the power to stun by its clarity of vision.
The careful upkeep of Harvard’s landscape has its roots in vibrant horticultural exploration and continued commitment to sustainability.
Berman isn’t just writing his thesis—he’s also storyboarding, directing, and editing it.
What makes a pirate? Is it the cutlass, the distinctive tri-corner hat, or the swashbuckling disdain for authority? The pirates ...
“I have played colleges before,” Patrick Park says. “But I’ve never gone on before a rapper.”
“We Americans are great forgetters.” So declares reporter Welborn McIntyre in one of the oldest fragments of Ralph Ellison’s unfinished second novel, “Three Days Before the Shooting....”