Review
Luke Spiller of the Struts: probably rock’s most commanding frontman since Freddie Mercury, Mick Jagger, and Steven Tyler in their prime.
This review, like the opening night of She Loves Me, is dedicated to the life and work of the late producer Harold Prince.
The CSC production maintains a sense of romantic adventure throughout, which makes it easier to accept some of the staging’s creative excesses — as well as the loop de loops of the Bard’s plotting.
When the 80-year-old Judy Collins, who sang at Newport in the 1960s, declares the current weekend to be “historic,” you had to believe her.
The MFA’s Arts of Islamic Cultures gallery offers an impressive visual representation of a region’s cultures, geographies, and histories.
On the Exhale is one of the most powerful and uncompromising one-person shows I’ve ever seen.
The production strikes a fine balance between comedy and seriousness, public and private concerns, bringing a complex and compelling play to vibrant life.
The most accurate name for this summer’s Steve Miller/Marty Stuart tour would be “When Two Music Geeks Collide.”
In his new book, poet Charles Simic employs his customary strategies, but he seldom achieves the intensity he once did.
What could have simply passed for a nostalgic classic-rock spin turned out to be an expansive smorgasbord, frustratingly uneven at times, yet given to flashes of fervor and surprise.
Recent Comments