Word: majority
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...what I'm trying to create a forum for. This album, Riddim Warfare, for example, There's such a wide variety of people on it. You have Julia Scher who helps run MIT's media department, she has a spoken word piece. Or Mariko Mori who is a really major Japanese artist at the moment. All of these people, the vocalists, I asked them what do they feel like living in the late twentieth-century, media saturation, electronically-accelerated culture, etc etc. And so each person came back at me with all this kind of wild stuff. I mean Mariko...
Last year, in a whirlwind eleven-day tour, President Neil L. Rudenstine stopped at many of the major cities of East Asia, including Beijing, Hong Kong and Taipei. In June, he returned to China and Japan and made his first visit to Korea...
...this optimism that makes the movie's unlikely concept work. At the Cannes film festival, where Life is Beautiful won the Grand Jury Prize, Benigni kissed Martin Scorcese's shoes when he came to the podium to accept his award and hugged members of the jury. Benigni is a major national celebrity in Italy; here, his previous films (mostly high-concept slapstick comedies like Johnny Stecchino) have never found much of an audience, and his attempts to break into the American film market (Son of the Pink Panther) have fallen flat. He's been dubbed by some as Italy...
...despite their prodigious talent, such conviction was conspicuously absent from the concert. The choir boys opened with Haydn's Te Deum in C Major, a sparkling piece with a quick tempo assured to enliven the audience. While the Chorus Viennensis was robust and energetic (this was the older choir of supporting tenors and basses who rounded out the four-part treble scale), the Vienna Choir Boys sounded withered and disengaged. They found Haydn's notes, but groped for his meaning. The boys sang the first line, "We praise thee, O God!" ambivalence nearer to pity than...
Just when it seemed impossible to assess the Vienna Choir Boys without adding some qualification (i.e. they were good--for little boys), they sang their finale, Mozart's Mass in C Major and forged such a herculean comeback, it was as though another choir had donned their white sailor suits during intermission. Not only did the choir boys sing the sacred prayer with everything on target--their key, their inflections, even their infusion of reverence--but the choir introduced a soloist who sent a shiver down the spine of every patron in Symphony Hall. Terence...