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Core classes are notorious for having long, unexciting lectures and mind-numbing sections. Given this context, Literature and Arts B-82, “Sayin’ Something: Jazz as Sound, Sensibility and Social Dialogue,” stands out for its guest lecturer this week. Geri Allen, an award-winning pianist and composer, is one of the most prominent female musicians in jazz today. Allen is finishing up a week-long residency at Harvard consisting of educational discussions, performances, and hands-on practice. The Music Department originally invited her to participate in the lecture with funding from the Blodgett...
Herbie Hancock Nothing against Hancock, a fine gentleman and terrific musician, but even he had to wake up this morning and think Ashton Kutcher had finally delivered on Jazz Punk'd. This was one of the five best albums of the year? Really? If Hancock gets to perform at the ceremony, he better at least dust off the robots from "Rock It." He owes us that...
...blandify your Ikea home? Hit the Haga - the city's oldest quarter - and search out a truly unique piece of Scandinavian design. The winding streets here house a dozen antique stores, but the best is Bebop Antik, which specializes in 20th century furniture and furnishings. Run by jazz buff Stefan Tellevi, the shop is crammed with classics, including twisting vases by Swedish glass designer Vicke Lindstrand and minimalist chairs by Denmark's Kaare Klint. 4 Kaponjärgatan; www.bebop.se...
...tough to underestimate his intuition for placing a fermata above a lyric just where it’s needed. If Otis Redding rapped, he might be Freeway. The album’s melodies are sparse, beautiful, often sampled from old soul hits, marked by heraldic horns and enough jazz flute to make Herbie Mann proud. “Free at Last” isn’t without its faults though. “Take It To The Top,” featuring 50 Cent, is a garish, tired rip-off of Fiddy’s usual loverman bullshit (think...
...realize his particular vision, gets famous, gets laid, gets in trouble with the whole celebrity thing, tries to escape the demands of his exigent fans (wow, do they hate it when he turns from the acoustic to the electric guitar at the movie's version of the Newport Jazz Festival shocker), ends up sort of beloved, sort of intact, but sort of unfulfilled...