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Every fan of spaghetti westerns knows Morricone, at least by ear. And every Metallica fan: the band has used his theme from The Good, the Bad and the Ugly to open its concerts for decades. On the new CD We All Love Ennio Morricone, his music is covered by artists from Bruce Springsteen to Yo-Yo Ma, Céline Dion to Quincy Jones. The Film Forum, Manhattan's top rep house, is mounting a three-week Morricone tribute. At 78, this preposterously prolific composer (the Internet Movie Database lists 505 film and TV scores) is the music...
...Unfortunately for the Crimson, Yale’s John J. Lee Amphitheater is the anti-Pizzatola. When Harvard comes to town, the place gets downright raucous. A verbally vicious student section that seemingly sits right on the court and the unsettlingly loud blaring of the rowdy band situated under the far basket combine to create a home court advantage unparalleled in the Ancient Eight. Harvard knows all about that, having lost seven straight games in New Haven, and Drew Housman knows better than most--the then-freshman point guard was maliciously heckled every time he touched the ball en route...
...band, which formed in 2005, hails from Sunderland, England, and they trade in the same brand of music that was famously pioneered in Liverpool. Of the band’s three members, two are brothers, Peter and David Brewis, who are responsible for most of Field Music’s creative decisions...
...alone” is just as fun as spending it with someone I’m dating. Especially in college—where my blockmates and I struggle to take any time out from classes, jobs, and extracurriculars—having a night dedicated to chocolate-eating, boy band crooning, and dining hall glasses full of red wine sounds just as good, if not better, than a hot date at Upstairs on the Square...
...Bearing that in mind, and with one eye on Guimaraes, who is now right in the middle of the crowd waving her can of beer in the air and singing loudly, I gingerly make my way toward the hard-core revelers surrounding the band. It's way past dusk and it is still sweltering. The parade has ended and everyone around me is either tipsy or covered in foam or both. And then, just as I summon up the courage to jump in, Alice in Wonderland stops alongside me and scratches his beard. At 61 years old, Virgilio Borba...