How often, as you get older and no longer go to shows, can you swallow fantastic new bands and actually digest them? My friend and deep music head Chris has sworn off new bands altogether. I hear two a week and feel gassy. I’m not at the point, yet,
Dale Peck’s “judging” of McEwan’s and Smith’s novels shows that this self-proclaimed “most-hated man in publishing,” while lacking any critical acumen, possesses an unmatched ego. “Contemporary fiction’s nothing more than an enabler of certain bourgeois illusions” …”Social compact is spiritual and species suicide”…”literary
How many moves can a dancer pack in one phrase? Then repeat, change, jostle, repeat? Flipper-y hand movements and shake-waddle-waddle? All set to live Schumann (Schumann! I adulate!) in silly costumes, followed by Vivaldi, with hula-girl waving thrown in? Warning: This is a rave. I'
Updated Monday, 6 March Madness increaseth. Rooster approacheth. We are now in March, and the blood shall soon floweth! Lots of 2006 Book Tournament news posted today, including our list of judges, the tournament schedule, and yes, the complete brackets so your English department betting pool can get off the
Arthur and George by Julian Barnes is a potboiler, a thoughtful thriller, a shirttails-grabbing day-ruining page-turner, a piece of very good fiction, a careful portrait of two men's very different lives entwined, a magnifying glass applied to faith and justice, another happy pill for Sherlockians
We are extremely pleased to announce that Todd Levin has accepted our invitation to join our Contributing Writers staff. Todd has written lots of great stories for us before (like the recent tour journals from the Piano Men, North America’s only five-member Billy Joel tribute band) and we
Between rescuing Joaquin Phoenix from a car wreck and dodging bullets during an interview, German director Werner Herzog leads a dramatic life. According to his private diaries, we shouldn't be surprised.
It's not easy being the world's favorite frigid hominid, especially when your existential problems are worse than most college sophomores'. Me Write Book, It Bigfoot Memoir, by TMN favorite Graham Roumieu, is a very funny and wonderfully illustrated little book, reminiscent of The Very Persistent
Patrick Leigh Fermor's A Time of Gifts puts you in an 18-year-old's hobnailed boots as he hikes across Europe in 1933 and takes scrupulous, even luscious, notes of his trip. I'm hard-pressed to pick better travel writing than this: Well documented,
Mondovino comes with a caveat: it's endless, meandering, filmed with herky-jerky handling (to the point of making me nauseated), obsessed with industry celebrities, and at times so confusing (including the horribly designed subtitles) you double-check your remote in case there's an "Appendix"
