Word: wave
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...unity under a common sense of wonder. Armed with analog Casio synthesizer, Minekawa blends the controlled tones and rhythms of Kraftwerk (to whom she pays homage on the expansive "Kraftpark") with the delicate innocence of 60s French pop-to effects which at times echo likeminded Stereolab and 80s New Wave. Minekawa refines her music along minimalist lines, creating a childlike interplay between melody and rhythm which makes tracks like "Phonobaloon Song" immediately enchanting. But Minekawa's music traces its tendency for reduction to even deeper motivations: employing the otherworldly blips of her analog synthesizers, at times almost piercing or unsettling...
Through the guitary new-wave of The Mode Mode, the industrial synth rock of JenR8R and the emotional noise of Putney Swope, these bands displayed a visceral investment in their music that only original musicians can truly claim. The performance may not have been the best or most exciting one to hit the campus in while, but it represented the accumulation of creative input, rehearsal time and organizational efforts needed to produce such a successful show. In that sense, the event was an amazing feat...
University presidents across the country have something new to worry about. Over the last few weeks, a wave of students protesting sweatshop labor have targeted the offices of college presidents who haven't agreed to the code of conduct demanded by the activists. At Duke, students seized President Nannerl O. Keohane's office for 31 hours. At Georgetown, a four-day occupation of President Leo J. O'Donovan's office ended last week after Georgetown acceded to the student demands. And it could happen here. Daniel M. Hennefeld '99, one of the organizers of the sweatshop protest at Harvard earlier...
...Ever since my revelation over a month ago, I've become the laughingstock of the magazine staff, subject to frequent heckling by fellow editors and staff writers. "Cultural illiterate!" they scream at me. "Worthless swine!" they think. People angrily wave our complimentary copy of Glamorama at me as I walk by the magazine office. It was a painful confession to say the least...
...sweaty, screaming throng asks, begs, demands more. A single silver crescent slices through the madness. It is the messianic figure of Thorndike Smith, back arched in orgiastic pleasure, lips curled, a portal to the monster sound that pours from his gilded throat. His synth-pop benediction sends a tidal wave of emotion through his already epileptic disciples. This is the phenomenon known as JENNR8R. In an unprecedented move, JENNR8R agreed to be interviewed, if only briefly, by Fifteen Minutes...