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Some of your Oct. 10 letters to the editor dealt with modern-designed churches and their architects, who had been "snubbed" because their names had been left out of your original Sept. 19 spread. Here at Riverside Tabernacle in Flint, Mich., we feel doubly snubbed because you failed to photograph the most beautiful new church in the country [see cut] and, at the same time, to mention that it was designed on the drawing board by our pastor, the Reverend M.A. Jollay. Not only did he do the actual work?all without a formal degree in architecture?but he received...
...both technically and emotionally, it’s hard not to be love-struck by the dancing patterns, shimmering percussive explosions and pin-pricked arpeggios that animate his vivid meditations, which may be on fraying familial relationships, the unemployed of Flint, Michigan, or, to take an example from his latest album, the story of Abraham...
Shortly after his film opened, Moore took his father to get coffee at a doughnut store in Flint, Mich. "We're going through the drive-through window," he recalls, "and a girl, about 23, said, 'I just saw your film. I voted for Bush in the last election, but I just can't do it this time because he didn't turn out to be who he said he was.'" As it happens, there weren't enough of those doughnut girls to elect Kerry. But Moore, 50, has other projects in the works. His next film is a documentary about...
...sheer barbaric brutality, it was hard to beat the Aztecs. They believed their gods required human blood and hearts as sustenance, and they faithfully delivered. Sacrificial victims--often captured enemy warriors--were spread-eagled before temples, and their hearts, still beating, were cut out with flint knives, after which their blood was collected in bowls and their limbs eaten. The Aztecs also offered up their own blood by painfully mutilating their tongues, ears, legs and penises. Even their games were lethal. In one, players tried to move stone balls in the direction they thought the sun was heading. The player...
This album’s major fault stems from the absence of the crazed Keith Flint. What had made the Prodigy so unique was its ambiguous and unique identity as an electronica band with an identifiable voice and front man; it wasn’t just rave music, but something new with a cool beat that you could sing along to. Evidently, however, the real brains behind the Prodigy from the start was arranger/producer Liam Howlett and, in this latest effort, he takes the band back to its roots, unfortunately relegating it to the category of mediocre dance music...