Review
“I was in a dominant position, and I used the weapons of that dominance, whose fragility, in a romantic relationship, I nonetheless recognized.”
“Blood In the Tracks” delivers a minor miracle: a host of fresh looks at the most (over)written about musician of our age.
Let’s hope composer Tod Machover, Opera of The Future, and the Media Lab have more up their space-age sleeves.
Pro Wrestling Company Ohio Valley Wrestling is the little train that could and knows that it can.
Trumpeter Terell Stafford never seems to be straining; he can be exuberant without sounding brassy.
Joseph Bologne, whose mother was a slave in Guadeloupe, proves to be as skillful in vocal-dramatic music as we have long known he was in instrumental works.
When “The Secret Hours” flares up – notably on two separate, devastating occasions – the story delivers more emotional heft than Mick Herron’s previous books.
The band’s performance was stellar. Its setlist was on point: a bit of the new, a bit more of the early stuff, and a whole lot of “AM.” In America, in 2023, that’s just good fan service.
A new YA book about John Lennon and Paul McCartney will help fans know more about the friendship that changed pop culture.
Though the images are half a century old, the chaos, treachery, and courage recorded bear a chilling relevance to circumstances today in our country and in democracies around the world as right-wing efforts to overturn democratically elected governments proliferate.
Arts Commentary: The Nelsons Case