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No matter where our lives were at just nine months ago, most of us are now longing for those pre-pandemic days. Jump into this week’s jukebox of an episode for a trip back in time.
When Willie dove into “On the Road Again” to close the set, singing of “making music with my friends,” one could envision the same hopes for Farm Aid to resume its annual trek to an amphitheater somewhere in America and stoke the communal cause.
Agrippina (1709), an enormous hit at the Met this past season, proves, by turns, gripping, sardonic, and exquisite.
The real problem is the obsessive engagement with social media platforms that encourages attention-seeking behavior, and rewards it.
In no way was the recognition that Ira Sullivan received commensurate with his skill.
The Kentuckian’s message is one of both heritage and empathy — and the necessity of both.
Are our theaters indifferent, craven, or complicit? Take your pick.
This 1969 concert by the Thelonious Monk Quartet was produced by a high school student and recorded by his school’s janitor. It presents this particular group at its optimistic best.
The shared baseline of these conversations is that there are no good old days to go back to. If the cultural sector in the United States returns to the ways things were organized in February, 2020, with all the inequity and unsustainability that implies, we will have failed.
Poetry Remembrance: John Keats, “The Eve of St. Agnes” — Forever Young at 200
Keats is comfortable in that ambiguous space between reality and the imagination, and you will find no finer example of Romantic poetry when he fuses them in the language of an erotic dream.
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