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...your genus by one?” Do you laugh, or do you dump him? Communication: kind of a bid deal. And yet I couldn’t stop thinking about that final leap: leaving the humanities dating pool forever. No more square glasses. No more jokes about Simone de Beauvoir. The English major who was dating the engineer seemed cheerful. “I think in some ways dating outside the humanities fulfils the purpose of the Core Curriculum,” she told me. I started telling my friends to stop pining for awkward poets and start hanging...
...their songs and the range of their vocal expression, regardless of the subject matter of their lyrics, better than their guitar bass and drums alone could do. Simple keyboard lines mirror the vocals, swiftly changing from more fluid melodies during the soothing croons of “Dragon de Glace” to the blaring staccato and raspy French interspersed throughout “Porte Disparu.” Many praises aside, “Labyrinthes” may not always be the most engaging album. However this does not diminish the band’s accomplishment. By focusing...
...generation of artisan winemakers is intent on fixing Beaujolais' bruised reputation. Three years ago, Marie-Elodie Zighera invested everything in her old family vineyard, Clos de Mez in Fleurie, determined "to change the image of the wines of Beaujolais." Her belief in the region's fare stems from a "sumptuous" 1911 Beaujolais Cru Morgon she once sampled. "I've tasted what they could do back then, and that's the style I'm searching for," she says. Zighera patiently vinifies in tiny volumes with the Gamay grapes' natural yeasts to create her elegant, structured Fleurie La Dot. (See where...
...Paris. Visit Domaine Lapierre and the vineyards of the other members of the Morgon Gang of Four in Villié-Morgon, where you can sip and sleep at Domaine Jean Foillard's bed and breakfast, tel: (33) 4 74 04 24 97, overlooking the vine-covered Côte de Py hills...
...rapping, he made me feel like he was saying, 'Can't you see us?' That was his vibe, and that's what I called the album." Tricky's intuition is right: on a track with the working title "Afrique," Ndiaye scream-raps "Mes frères ont souffert, bordel de merde! (My brothers have suffered, goddammit)" over a North African melody and rhythm guitars...