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“I still remember; I sat in his class, and I felt my future changing as he spoke.”
Without question, this BPYO rendition of Shostakovich Ten was one of the most urgent and necessary of any symphonic score I’ve heard all year.
Perhaps Eugène Delacroix is best regarded as a leader of the resistance to academic art, part of the transition to impressionism.
This set is surely one of the finds of the year.
This is a bewildering, frustrating, deeply weird novel, densely written and remarkably free of signposts.
For once, an exceptional reboot of a classic game.
The Ballad of Buster Scruggs demonstrates the Coens’ consummate skill for reinventing classic genre tropes, dovetailing deep affection with inspired re-interpretation.
The author’s combination of knowledge and experience has resulted in a boisterous chronicle of one of indie rock’s least probable but most luminous and unremitting stars.
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