Playwrights navigate an artistic maze to translate a play from script to performance.
Lovely D. Nicolas stomps and dances across the Lowell Lecture Hall stage as her mother, Elizabeth A. McAlister, speaks at the podium. Nicolas, with swinging hips and jerking shoulders, is giving her mother’s words powerful bodily life.
Lykke Li comes into her own on "Wounded Rhymes," developing strikingly rich lyrics supported by a new, cohesive sound.
Cut Copy ultimately—and miraculously—keep their ambitious production aloft through unwaveringly strong musicianship and unabashedly expansive takes on traditional pop themes.
"The King is Dead" delivers pop-rock satisfaction, but fails to enthrall or captivate
Sure, Harvardlunch.com hasn’t quite scored a million hits, but roughly 300 students (including one Crimson writer) have met at randomly arranged, “non-romantic” lunches coordinated by the website in the short time since Seth A. Riddley '12 founded it last week.
Edward Elgar’s hymn “Great is the Lord” is a piece practically made for the organ, as it surges forward in ...
In a time when many shoegaze artists are working to expand the genre through layers of production and woozy synthesizers, Weekend’s debut LP “Sports” feels like a back-to-basics, anti-technology shoegaze revival in the vein of classic punk.
A Harvard professor recently discovered two large bubble-shaped structures around the center of our galaxy, identifying a phenomenon that could facilitate scientists’ research into galaxy formation and black holes.
“New Chain” certainly sees Small Black flexing their composition muscles with the expansive production opportunities a studio provides.
Amidst all the flashy buildup and clever laughs, Page loses an air of relatable authenticity that could have (and has) made his work into great pop.
Alfred Brendel reads his poem with a nonchalant, playful solemnity. It’s a whimsical, unobtrusive parody of a public service announcement, ...
From majors in hip-hop studies to classes on crime novels, a new wave of academia has trended recently toward grabbing ...
Many children have imaginary friends. But not many children are like four-year-old Lucy, whose strangely inconsistent, cocaine-addicted unreal pal is the titular character of the Harvard-Radcliffe Dramatic Club’s first production of the semester, “Mr. Marmalade.”