Word: joy
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Leverett Informal is an even greater triumph given the history of sketchiness that cloaks House formals. For instance, Quincy House residents must brave the mysterious "Club Joy." Other House members never get to leave Cambridge at all. For instance, Adams House residents may engender campus-wide envy for their dining hall, but while eating there is a culinary delight, one can't imagine that the same joy accompanies waltzing in it. Dartbord, for instance, would simply be too afraid of being gonged out of the dance. How embarrassing! They may do it up right with lights and clear the floor...
...gotten in the way of this new student group. This is how string chamber music was always meant to be performed. Each player eerily synchronizes perfectly with the rest, with every head swaying in time to the rhythm. In the intimate playing atmosphere they create with the audience the joy of music is clearly evident in the musician's faces. Recently formed in the fall of 1998 from among Harvard's most elite string players, the Player's superb performance is not surprising. Matching the individual musicians' technical abilities, their second concert (benefiting PBH-affiliated HARMONY) was a thoroughly engaging...
...cream flavors in Postmodern Pistachio Pastiche, this headlong rush to reassemble everything from its self-conscious rubble can still be stomached. Put postmodernism in your mouth and you'll find it's indigestible. Thankfully, and refreshingly, kitsch-pop masters Pizzicato Five can still render postmodernism an enjoyably tasteful joy ride. They trip through safe and smiley TV-land in a jalopy heap slapped together from '60s and jap pop, hip hop beats, funk threads, classical samples, bossa nova riffs and exotica, running on smooth easy-listening gas. Maki Nomiya and Yasuharu Konishi blend and blush an all-Japanese soundtrack...
...poetry does. I'm not exactly sure what that job is, but I know, at least for me, that I need it done. Poetry offers a verbal form, an object made out of words, as compensation for urgent, but amorphous dilemmas: the "mess" of remembering joy amidst sorrow or of loving the wrong person or of grief. Of course it knows that its kind of compensation is immensely limited and circumscribed, that no mere poem will bring back childhood or a dead friend; such knowledge forces it back, time and again, on the only trick it knows: namely, constructing...
...poetry does. I'm not exactly sure what that job is, but I know, at least for me, that I need it done. Poetry offers a verbal form, an object made out of words, as compensation for urgent, but amorphous dilemmas: the "mess" of remembering joy amidst sorrow or of loving the wrong person or of grief. Of course it knows that its kind of compensation is immensely limited and circumscribed, that no mere poem will bring back childhood or a dead friend; such knowledge forces it back, time and again, on the only trick it knows: namely, constructing...