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For a semi-Shavian like myself, the Shaw Festival once again proved that it was the place to be.
There was no doubt guitarist Chuck Garvey was already up to the task, sealing the grit and heart necessary to return moe. to jam-bound heights.
Each month, our arts critics — music, book, theater, dance, television, film, and visual arts — fire off a few brief reviews.
September releases from Kris Davis and James Brandon Lewis are sure to be among the best jazz albums of the year.
Edvard Munch was very far from a one-hit wonder. His career was a long narrative of restless creativity.
Cinephiles revere a group of movies, known as the Ranown cycle, that starred Randolph Scott and were cannily directed by Budd Boetticher.
Dead Men Cast No Shadows is an enormously entertaining novel about responses to perfidy in high places by one of the most prominent writers in the Spanish-speaking world.
The arrangements seem to emerge organically from the structure and feel of the compositions and harmonies, like leaves unfolding from the stem of an exotic plant.
“The Mother and the Whore” is a film about failure: its characters are pushed towards misery not only by their own flaws, but by the failure of the ‘60s to deliver a promised revolution.
This week’s poem — Ish Klein’s “Were You Heading For Wish Mountain?”
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