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Whoever said that strength comes with numbers would have been completely wrong about the Bach Society Orchestra (BSO). Although small in number, Bach Soc proved to be a valiant orchestra with its rich tones reverberating throughout Paine Hall last Saturday. Along with guest soloist Jonathan Russell '00, the chamber orchestra treated the audience to a delightful performance...
...first piece on the program was the Mozart Clarinet Concerto in A Major, featuring the winner of the orchestra's concerto competition, Jonathan Russell '00. The orchestra jumped right into the traditional long intro to Mozart's Concerto while Russell--a dark figure--was silhouetted against the stage lights. After he awaited the long introduction, with one swaying motion Russell presented himself clearly with the unique and melodious tone of the clarinet. Sixteenth-note runs effortlessly double-tongued in this Allegro, Russell had complete control over his instrument, fingers moving rapidly yet delicately on the keys. Sixteenth run after sixteenth...
...back to the front of the stage, only to fumble with his clarinet while trying to receive a multitude of bouquets. With a third curtain call, Russell went backstage with a wild cheer resonating in his ears from the audience, passers-by declaring their membership to the "Jonathan Russell Fan Club...
...male lead (Jonathan Schaech) takes lessons from Paul Reiser, the nineties Alan Alda. The female lead, played by Gwyneth Paltrow is spunky and independent. (See, no jokes about her weight in this review). The mother-in-law presents, sadly, a thoroughly ingrained type, the Endora that all dowagers become. But maybe we should throw social critique to the wind as we've lowered our standards to below action flick plot expectations by watching this movie in the first place. Nope. That's the beauty of being fly enough to play both sides of this issue...
Since coming to Harvard, I've often joked with friends that I couldn't possibly get by with any less than six hours of sleep every night. Tales of students with the ability to pull one or even two all-nighters in a row continue to amaze me. Yet Jonathan Coe's The House of Sleep puts even these feats of slumber to shame; insomnia, somnambulism and narcolepsy are among the much more serious disorders with which his characters are attempting to come to terms. Coe tells a well-constructed story in which the themes of unrequited love, sexual identity...