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...Animal Collective’s most accessible record, but it only invites access on the band’s preconditions—the music never aspires to anything so much as it expects listeners to aspire to the music. Submerged in a seamless ocean of arpeggiated electronic sound, the album affects a reoccurring cycle of freak-pop whose contours range from low-end love songs to psychedelic-dance.The album’s ambitious opener sets the tone. “In The Flowers” seems to emerge from outer space, with Portner’s vocals fading...
...Street’s Alphabet Song? Since 1987, when Paul Simon produced the group’s first American record, “Shaka Zulu,” Ladysmith Black Mambazo has been our country’s ambassador for African music. On February 7, they bring their unmistakable sound to Sanders Theatre, returning for the fourth time in as many years. Before Simon brought Ladysmith to the world’s attention, the group had been singing together for some 26 years under the leadership of founder Joseph Shabalala. Shabalala, a farmer and factory worker, named the group...
...melody is sweet but out of place with the rest of the album’s dance-punk aesthetic. “Tonight” grows on you. For the most part, it’s fun to groove to. But, after spending four years minimally updating their sound, “Tonight: Franz Ferdinand” is inarguably a disappointment. —Staff writer Candace I. Munroe can be reached at cimunroe@fas.harvard.edu...
...concentrator and Crimson editor.Whereas Harvard’s program approaches production from a survey-like perspective, film schools often divide areas of study by sets of filmmaking skills, such as screenwriting and acting. “If you know you want to be a cinematographer or a sound editor... you have a great opportunity [at USC] to get lots of practical experience in those areas,” said Justin Wilson, USC’s Director of Alumni Relations. This has practical importance. “You have got something to show when you leave [school],” said...
...western end of the Luneta, Manila's crescent-shaped, scraggly public green, a cluster of life-size bronze sculptures of Rizal and the firing squad that gunned him down marks the spot where the doctor, now a national hero, was executed in 1896. A vulgar, nightly sound-and-light show dramatizes the moment. But far more unnerving, in a city where it's hardly unusual to see children sleeping in cemeteries, is the pomp on display at the 97-year-old Manila Hotel, a 10-minute stroll toward Manila Bay. In the third Rosales novel, My Brother, My Executioner...