Word: intro
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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Hoping to score at least a few physics concentrators at their intro meeting this Thursday at 8:30 p.m. in the Rabe Room Rabb Hall at Harvard Hillel, Rush and Biden seek to tackle what even Georgi's next pset won't prepare you for: the reason why your broomstick, no matter which model Firebolt you own, still won't fly. With this small impasse, for the time being, College Quidditch remains grounded: official rules state that you must have physical grasp of your broomstick at all times. This means one hand, two hands, or that awkward feeling of clenching...
...wearying listen. The album opens with “In Heat,” an essentially meaningless piece of noise that clocks in at only 1:48 but would still count as filler if it were anywhere else in the album. As an opener, it serves as the intro to “Die Slow,” the album’s lead single and most representative song. “Die Slow” has all the elements of HEALTH’s style: a mix of elaborate, heavy synths with drums and guitar, buried androgynous vocals...
...those of you who missed it—or were too creeped out to go—FlyBy swung by the semi-secret Sorrento Square social organization that used to occasionally publish a so-called humor magazine’s intro comp meeting last night, a smoke-filled affair that featured a bit of lore, a bit of hyperbole, and, well, a damn nice building (or at least part...
...rest of the meeting proceeded much like most of the other intro-meetings of the pretentious literary magazines on campus, though with fewer pairs of horn-rimmed glasses than FlyBy would’ve like to see—only one by our reckoning...
...their early LPs), and only one of them seems essential. “The Fireside” drones and wanders but never ignites; closing number “And the Glitter is Gone” picks up where “Beat Your Ass” extended intro “Pass the Hatchet” left off, but can’t register the same urgency without handclaps and vocals. “More Stars Than There Are in Heaven” is the most successful, relying on a slow buildup of fuzzy drums and airy guitar. The refrain...