CAMBRIDGE--In a sea of dark glasses and beards, the crowd parts as David Berman, singer/songwriter of Silver Jews, lanky bard of the post-modern man, makes his way toward the front stage, guitar strapped across his back.
When I first found out I was staying in Prague for the summer, I calculated my summer job's earnings by how much pivo (Czech for beer) that would buy me.
Watching Wilco play, just like listening to their music when alone, makes me think just one thing: Jeff Tweedy knows everything.Student Events' fall semester concert featured the recently re-vamped Wilco, a band credited with pioneering the alt-country genre.
It's like watching a film of your parents as a young couple circa 1970, floundering in a maelstrom of their own adulterous passion, deceit and the entrails of a love that, at some point, quietly, discreetly morphed into disdain or disgust or vacuity.
Light summer reading takes on a whole new meaning when the protagonist is a 15-year-old autistic kid who seems like he's got everything figured out, unless you're reading Mark Haddon's The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime.
Inside the Orpheum Theater at Jon Stewart's standup show, I'm sitting behind a "loud laugher"-you know the type: the unsettling and boisterous cackle in the awkward pauses between jokes that makes you wonder what triggered the rumble.
The thing about cinematic literary adaptations is that someone will always think it's wrong. It's a personal matter taking literary characters and converting them to film, subject to one man or woman's direction.
Reading Dave Eggers is like having a no-holds-barred friend who can shoot the breeze and speak eloquently, have a serious breakdown when he's drunk and in Senegal; and all the meanwhile convey a self-aware yet no less convincing depth unrivaled in fellow authors of his age.
Violence is a cinematic pendulum in America. It swings to the side of glory, an all too common tactic in American blockbusters, or anachronistically, it swings back in our face, illuminating our social transgressions and the despondency of our culture.
When you see a bunch of half-hippie, half-trendy college students walking into a concert, what do you think of?
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