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...disappointment for us all,” incoming captain Alex Biega said. “I think overall we showed some promising signs…but unfortunately we couldn’t consistently put it together.” Despite the team’s lack of offensive rhythm, Harvard’s regular-season performance indicated potential for a stronger and more cohesive team next season. This year, junior forward Doug Rogers led the Crimson’s offense with 21 points and eight goals. Rogers was instrumental in leading Harvard’s late-season turnaround. Following...
Senior Kathryn McKinley set the offensive rhythm for the Crimson, ranking first on the team in kills at 327. McKinley played in all 97 of Harvard’s games, and the statistical pinnacle of her play came on Oct. 10 and 11 at Brown and Yale, when the senior racked up a combined 46 kills and 39 digs. But despite McKinley’s efforts, Harvard fell in both games...
...there are a lot of ornaments that, combined with ululation and shouting, creates a dynamic.” Naseemah considers joining Gumboots a way to reconnect with her Zimbabwean roots and learn choreographically. For her, Gumboots is more than dance.“A lot of the rhythms are very southern African but because I understand the language, it relates to my culture—the rhythm of it all and the connection between the audience and the performer,” Naseemah says.“It is very organic and low stress,” said W. Hugo...
...Olson, Assistant Director of Bands at Harvard and the conductor for this concert, explains that “[Copland’s] use of American folk music and jazz captured the ear of the average American,” whereas Charles Ives “was an innovator of rhythm and harmony, often using polyrhythms and cluster chords, a practice rather common today but unheard of at that time.” The contrasts between the two composers are representative of the multifaceted nature of American music. The focus on traditional American music gives listeners a rare opportunity to experience...
...first time feels like walking into the room of a stranger. The space is mysterious; the language, unfamiliar. There is some sort of order, but it is known only to the owner. Slowly, though, orienting details emerge. Ashbery’s words take on a reassuring rhythm, thrumming steadily, visually, against the walls of the mind. Gradually one gets one’s bearings, locating oneself within the discursive beauty. “How does it feel to be outside and inside at the same time, / The delicious feeling of the air contradicting and secretly abetting / The interior warmth...