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July 11 update.The New Orleans-style funeral for jazz on WGBH radio was an amazing coming-together of musicians from across the spectrum of styles. It was an occasion for mourning the loss of Steve Schwartz and the diminution of Eric Jackson, to be sure, but it was also an occasion for celebrating with more than a little wonderment the recognition that we all are, indeed, a community.
Updated. In or out of doors, from Inman Square to the coast of Maine, it’s a hot July in New England. Sounds of the season–or of any season–abound, including a 25th anniversary celebration for Natraj.
You leave the matrimonial musical “I Do! I Do!” humming its banalities.
Deftly directed by May Adrales, aided by sensitive sound, lighting, and costume design, “Animals Out of Paper” is exciting summer theater.
Norman Manea’s compelling novel “The Lair” tracks the ambiguities, contradictions, and confusions of the exile’s psyche as he struggles to find footing in surroundings that are often unintelligible. It is a highly cerebral, labyrinthine book, filled with mystery, paranoia, and illegible codes.
Updated. Reeling from the impending cutbacks to WGBH’s programming, the Boston jazz community is beginning to find its footing in organizing a response. First up, a jazz funeral on the 5th of July.
The overall prognosis for the Boston Symphony Orchestra is good. While there remains room for growth and improvement both artistically and financially, the Orchestra has the advantage of a solid musical reputation and a strong core of patrons who support its mission.
Here you have it: Werewolves are horny, vamps merely thirsty. This, to be sure, is material to work with, as novelist Glen Duncan does. But I can’t help thinking about great nineteenth-century novels of involuntary transformation.
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