Friday, November 13, 2009
Enlighten Up: Filmmaker Kate Churchill's idea for a documentary -- following a yoga newbie as he immerses himself in the discipline's physical and spiritual culture for six months -- sounds great on paper. And her gamely agreeable guinea pig, 29-year-old former journalist Nick Rosen, is honest about his skepticism. As a movie, however, it doesn't really go anywhere.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Queen Dub & Co.
"A catchy fusion of dub-ragga weirdness and power chorded rock as you'll ever hear," says Rolling Stone of Trumystic, a Brooklyn-based reggae/hip-hop fusion outfit who offer "quietly brilliant observations on life and other essential subjects with funky, finely layered tracks that mirror the polyglot musicscape of Brooklyn" (Billboard).
Thursday, November 12, 2009
How do you prefer your politics? Straight up? Or with a spoonful of humor and a pound of idol-shattering irreverence? It's clear how Elaina Newport likes hers; she's a co-founder of The Capitol Steps, a singing and comedy troupe that travels the country dosing out political parodies about current events and our nation's leaders.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Artists and craftspeople at BrushWorks Arts & Industry in Florence will open their studios this weekend to art lovers and shoppers alike in their 17th annual holiday sale.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
An inventive service for matching up worthy projects with the money to make them happen hung a shingle on the Web four months ago. And a local opera project is now up and running on the site.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Nancy Fernald came by her art-making the way apples come from trees.
"I grew up in a house surrounded by paintings from my ancestors," Fernald said on a recent tour of her Hadley studio. "My great-great-grandmother, my great-grandmother and my great-aunt all were painters in Amherst 100 years ago. So when I was 5, I begged for art lessons."
Thursday, November 12, 2009
A vivid personal memory: a summer backyard volleyball game, a transistor radio lying in late-afternoon grass, its speaker blaring The Cars' glorious "Bye Bye Love."