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(09/16/10 8:00am)
The Triangle has no shortage of indie-rock bands, but you’d be hard-pressed to find a group that’s had more of an effect on the local and national music scene than Chapel Hill mainstays Superchunk. Majesty Shredding is the band’s first album in nine years, and to celebrate its release, they’ll be playing a concert at the Nasher Museum of Art. Recess’ Andrew Kindman spoke to frontman—and Merge co-founder—Mac McCaughan about his band, his label and being a part of The Record.
(07/01/09 7:00am)
On May 15, Golden Belt welcomed its newest resident to the grounds of the burgeoning creative campus: the LabourLove Gallery.
(04/06/09 7:00am)
This past week, London caught on fire. Sort of. There was a little bit of smoke, at least. As the Group of 20 developed and emerging countries, the G20, met to coordinate a response to what is now being acknowledged as an economic crisis of global proportions, they were met by some protest. The BBC reported that about 5,000 people joined protests over the course of the two-day summit, with some minor violence and a noteworthy ransacking of the London office of the Royal Bank of Scotland.
(03/23/09 7:00am)
I was talking to my friend Jill the other day when the conversation turned, as it tends to do, to the topic of these trying economic times. I heaved a sigh, scratched the back of my neck and concluded, "Well, it's hard to know what to do to fix things, really." "Nope," she responded, "I know. Here's my idea-Bernie Madoff: too big to fail. We gotta bail him out."
(03/02/09 9:00am)
I spent this past semester studying abroad in Madrid, and even though those times were less tumultuous than these, I came away one indelible impression: Spain has never met a protest it didn't like. I am quite serious when I say that every couple of days a small group of radicals, quite possibly the same group of radicals, met in a high-traffic zone and staged a public protest. Against what, you ask? Against anything.
(02/16/09 9:00am)
Thrift shopping in Durham is a lot of fun, especially when shopping for vintage clothes. While the hipster manifesto tells me I should pay special attention to the blazers, and, so help me, I do, what I find most fascinating about thrift shopping in Durham, particularly in the vicinity of Duke, is the T-shirt section. One can find, and I am not kidding, a complete retrospective of Duke-sponsored T-shirts dating back nearly a decade.
(02/02/09 9:00am)
Recently campus has been overflowing with a sort of post-inaugural afterglow inspired by the consummation of a two-year relationship with Barack Obama. But let me tell you something. It wasn't exactly like it looked on television.
(01/14/09 9:00am)
If you've studied language, the title of this column probably sent a little tingle of repulsion and inadequacy down your spine. Loathed by second-language students for its irregular forms and nebulous applications, the subjunctive mood represents an essential part of the grammatical and cultural canon in nearly all Indo-European languages.
(07/08/08 4:00am)
Editor's note: This column was originally published as a blog post on The Chronicle's study abroad blog: http://thereformationofpangea.wordpress.com/. The blogger, Andrew Kindman, is working as an intern at a microfinance institution in Asuncion, Paraguay. This post was based on one of his experiences in Paraguay.
(04/15/08 4:00am)
Something big happened last Wednesday evening. Advance word of a scheduled Tibetan solidarity vigil spread across the Internet. In response, the Chinese community from across the Triangle turned out on the Chapel Quadrangle by the hundreds to stage a counterprotest. They vastly outnumbered the small Duke Human Rights Coalition, and the two groups shouted, chanted and generally engaged in what The Chronicle reported was a heavily policed, nonviolent "clash" in front of the Chapel.
(04/01/08 4:00am)
Mike Munger is a rare specimen. If you don't already know him as the chair of the political science department or recognize him for his enviably lush head of hair, you might soon meet him in a new capacity: gubernatorial candidate.
(03/18/08 4:00am)
Let me begin by saying that I did not write this column on a computer. I am writing it by hand in my notebook on a Saturday night as I lay on a bed in a motel room in the Outer Banks. My dad is in the next bed over reading, and my dog Rupert is asleep on the floor with his tongue unfurled on the linoleum tiles.
(02/26/08 5:00am)
I was walking on Main West Quadrangle last week, still reeling a bit from having just been sweet-talked into buying a "Duke hearts Kenya" charity water-bottle for $10, when I found myself in step just behind a visiting alumnus and his daughter. The daughter was small, blonde and probably a year or two shy of being a Duke student herself. The father was a classic Duke alumnus, from his salt-and-pepper hair to the Italian loafers. He was on a terrific nostalgia trip, and his monologue was surprisingly engrossing. "This is the quadrangle," he said. "We used to hold demonstrations here all the time." Then, almost as if he were trying to give me a lead for a column, he added, "I wonder why they don't do that anymore."
(02/12/08 5:00am)
I like money, you like money, so what could be better than the government giving us both money? This week Congress passed, and the president agreed to sign, an economic stimulus plan that will literally put a total of about $100 billion in the mail to you, me and most other tax-paying Americans.
(01/29/08 5:00am)
You know what word I haven't heard in a long time? Populism. The past eight years have seen the American federal government move just far enough in the direction of autocracy that we have managed to forget there was a time when we thought President George W. Bush was a populist.
(01/15/08 5:00am)
It's been more than a month since Karl Rove descended upon our happy campus, leaving in his wake a tearful trail of angry editorials and exhausted rhetoric. I'd hate for my first column to be another retrospective on respect and free speech, culminating with a grand platitude about whether or not it is ever okay to shout "Liar!" in a crowded theater.
