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...space with a grand announcement. Framed by the proscenium arch and backed by a billowing red curtain, Faust joyfully declared the formation of a “Task Force for the Arts” before introducing the play to come. “It is my hope,” Faust said at the time, “that the Task Force will complete the bulk of its work during the 2007-08 academic year, with a final report to be submitted by the early fall of 2008.”“This marks a new beginning...
...energetic opener “Johnny is Dead,” Q-Tip raps, “Sometimes I phase out when I look at the screen / When I think about my chance for me to intervene / And it’s up to me to bring back the hope.” Which raises the question, does he succeed? In the same song, Q-Tip forcefully announces his return. The jazzy guitar licks, insistent bass line, sparklingly dissonant piano line, and tight drum beat tell the listener in no uncertain terms that Q-Tip is still an excellent producer...
...Front Page” in order to translate the play’s timeless social critique to a modern audience, ultimately provoking a meaningful discourse. “It’s up to the individual to take what they will from the play, but I hope that people coming to see the show are reflecting on the role the media plays in our everyday life and how facts are distorted,” he says. “We need to be aware that this isn’t a phenomenon isolated to this show...
...their production too seriously.Stewart N. Kramer ’12RR: Who do you play in “Assassins”?SNK: John Wilkes Booth.RR: What do you think of President Lincoln?SNK: He was great as President. You don’t get Presidents like that anymore, although hopefully we will now.RR: Your character was both an assassin and an actor. Do you think you could combine those roles?SNK: I don’t think I’d want to kill anyone.RR: Lincoln was killed in a theatre. Do you find theatres incite passionate actions...
...Just then, the door to Frederick’s chambers opened and her husband came tra-la-la-ing down the hall, as slender and pale as a maiden. He saw Felicity and paused, his eyes filled with a sweetness that Felicity had never seen.“I hope you are enjoying your tryst with that nitwit of a biddy with her skirts hiked up about her waist,” said Felicity, but her venom had not the slightest effect on her husband’s serene countenance. He sighed softly, and smiled.“You look...