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...family later, Nair will return to her alma mater this weekend to receive the 9th annual Harvard Arts Medal. She will host a screening of her signature film Monsoon Wedding at the Harvard Film Archive and discuss her work in Sanders Theater with Third Rock from the Sun??s John Lithgow...

Author: By Kristi L. Jobson, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Nair Rides 'Monsoon' Wave Back to Harvard | 4/30/2003 | See Source »

Seventeen-minute opener “The Sun?? sets the tone for the rest of the album, working gradually from silence into frantic tribal beating that is suddenly interrupted by Elvrum’s acapella bleat. Abrasive feedback makes the transition into “Solar System,” only to morph into the welcome sounds of a running river and melodic, lightly strummed guitar. The album’s climax hits with the title track, where layers of dramatic vocals mix with jarring drum loops in an almost sacred blend that recalls Radiohead?...

Author: By The CRIMSON Staff, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: New Music | 2/7/2003 | See Source »

...second consideration, however, prejudice and disinformation are probably entirely appropriate to a comparison of this type, because whilst The Crimson is modelled on The New York Times, we at The Oxford Student aspire to the editorial content of The Sun??a tabloid famous for such front-page headline genius as ‘Zip Me Up Before You Go Go’ (re: George Michael’s outing in an LA toilet...

Author: By Natalie R. Toms, | Title: Harvard Over A Pint | 1/31/2003 | See Source »

...Cambridge, Chock says she hasn’t gotten any flak about it (though, being from Arkansas, she has heard “every Clinton joke under the sun?...

Author: By Parker R. Conrad, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Mountain Home-Grown Beauty Queen | 10/3/2002 | See Source »

...that moment—lying face up on my striped towel, my wet feet enveloped in sand, my eyes closed as they faced the sun??the conversation I was having with my friend, about her wanting to be as dark as me by the end of the summer, had trailed off into nothingness. It was my fault—my sparse replies signaled that my thoughts were otherwise occupied...

Author: By Jasmine J. Mahmoud, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The Joys of Summer | 6/28/2002 | See Source »

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