Seven years and no regrets
(04/28/08 4:00am)
Although I'm a proud member of the Class of 2008, I had my first article printed in recess all the way back in October of 2002. But how, you might ask, is this possible?
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Although I'm a proud member of the Class of 2008, I had my first article printed in recess all the way back in October of 2002. But how, you might ask, is this possible?
I have to admit, I was hooked on Pseudofed after seeing the ridiculous Facebook group photos, featuring a floppy-haired boy with orange pants, yellow sunglasses, a wheelbarrow and a keyboard (Nate Fowler). Pretty awesome. Perhaps that's not the most authentic way to choose a favorite artist, but I'm happy to report that Pseudofed's music turned out to be even better than its photo albums.
Tucker Max is the poster boy for everything that is wrong with Duke's campus culture.
John Vanderslice has been around the block. Since breaking into the indie scene as frontman for the now-defunct mk Ultra, he's worked with pretty much everyone, from Spoon to the Mountain Goats to Sunny Day Real Estate. In addition to running his own recording studio, Vanderslice now boasts an impressive solo career, the most recent addition to which is his sixth album, Emerald City, a moody contemplation on the travails of post Sept. 11 America. recess recently spoke with him about his upcoming Duke Coffeehouse show, David Bowie and the similarities between song writing and pig butchering.
Chloe Does Yale, a semi-autobiographical work of fiction inspired by author Natalie Krinsky’s own weekly sex advice column for the Yale Daily News is, across the board, quite entertaining. Krinsky’s hardcover debut certainly delivers the easy-reading, glossy, reassuringly familiar perspective of a “chick-lit” classic.
It is the morning after the first full dress rehearsal, and Director Harry Davidson is tired. In less than twelve hours, the red-velvet Baldwin Auditorium curtains open on the second Duke Symphony Orchestra opera concert since he took over the program five years ago. Following the precedent set by 2001's performance of Mozart's "Don Giovanni," the Orchestra will play the full score of Rossini's "The Barber of Seville" while seated on-stage. After only four hours of rehearsals per week for less than a month, a dedicated group of sixty-some students has learned more than sixteen pieces of music. The vocalists include various professionals--most notably Brian Johnson as Figaro and Janine Porter as female lead Rosina--recruited from the area and also imported from out-of-state. Although the production has both a vocal consultant (Clifford Billions) and a stage director (Alfred Anderson, who is also singing the part of Dr. Bartolo), minimal props and simple costuming will be used to maintain the focus on the music, not on theatrics.
What do spiritual revelations, shirtless cowboys and the Hot Dog Man statue on Ninth Street all have in common? Nothing, really. That's the point.
Perhaps you've heard of the benefit concerts. Perhaps you've seen the flyers . Perhaps you've even happened upon the website (www.tibet.org/sft). Chances are, you've stumbled across the Free Tibet movement at some point. It's big in New York, it's big in L.A, and here in Durham, the Duke chapter of international human rights group Students for a Free Tibet (SFT) is working hard.
From breaking point to breakthrough, Personal Velocity leaves most traces of sappiness behind as it tracks the progression of three young women--Delia, Greta and Paula (Kyra Sedgewick, Parker Posey and Fairuza Balk, respectively)--as they attempt to endure grave circumstances. Director Rebecca Miller (daughter of playwright Arthur Miller) adapted the screenplay from three short stories she published several years ago and has cut up her film into three vignettes--each following a different character.
If the standard box-office fare seems to be lacking in originality these days, at least the French are keeping up with the demand for good entertainment. If you caught it, you probably loved Audrey Tautou in Amelie. In that same vein, France's most recent gift to America is a fun, quirky film that could even have you renouncing Julia Roberts in favor of Catherine Deneuve.