Word: musicalization
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Although few frequent the Dunster House Library, it is without question the finest House library on campus. Tucked away on the second floor of B entryway, it is the only House library that regularly plays host to chamber music concerts. And while most libraries have just a grand piano, it boasts of a harpsichord. Yeah, that's right. A harpsichord. Suck it, Adams. Moreover, while the most exotic literature at some House libraries hails from France, Dunster’s library has the best selection of texts on campus, claiming Chinese literature...
...beating heart.” It turns out that PB&J are far weaker when gunning for clever or thoughtful than when they’re at their most crass and impudent. This is where they seem to have the most fun and, in turn, where their music is the most fun to listen to.There’s not anything particularly offensive about most of these songs, but outside of “Lay it Down” and “Nothing to Worry About,” this album isn’t particularly interesting or memorable...
...busy Saturday evening dinner service became a very busy Saturday evening dinner service, I watched as a fellow waiter burst suddenly into tears.The restaurant’s background music had just transitioned from a soulful Diana Ross ballad to Patsy Cline’s “Crazy,” and I couldn’t decide whether “men are dogs,” “insufficient tip,” or “another waiter’s gibes” was a likelier explanation for her sorrow. “My mother...
...right? Don’t worry if the wordplay is still taking a while to sink in, because Britney’s raunchy tutorial accommodates all tastes and learning styles: one pelvic thrust per beat in the chorus, repeated twice with Chippendale wannabes or curvy cheerleaders. Now the music mellows out in a haze of white and you think, “Oh God, she’s getting married again?” But no, it’s just Britney the Stepford Wife, apple pie in hand, stepping out with her J.Crew catalogue cut-out husband and walking...
...canvasses, easels, stools, and drop cloths, Nancy Mitchnick—one of the only two studio painting teachers in the VES department—presides over her class on the third floor of the Carpenter Center. Pungent smells of fresh gesso mingle with turpentine while an eclectic mix of music sets the creative mood. With a couch and a makeshift kitchen, it is clear that many student painters view the studio as a sort of second home and Nancy, as she is fondly called, as a sort of stand-in mother. “Students congregate and sometimes practically move...