Tag Archives: Culture
Value on All Levels: The Production of Music Using Symbolic Quality in Samples ~ Brendan Kaplan
Whatever one may say, it is impossible to deny the power of music to make humans feel emotion. Even if one is personally unable to feel a connection to specific instances of sound, that person, at the same time, would readily admit that others seem connected to it. How does music, these arbitrary arrangements of patterns of sound, elicit these feelings of connectedness from us?
Chambord and How to Use It ~ Marlana Moore
I first came across a dusty bottle of Chambourg when helping my grandparents clean out their house this summer. It sat on the hutch in the living room, in the shadows behind my grandfather’s extensive collection of carved ducks. The curious spherical bottle, filled with purple wine-colored liquid and embellished with tacky gold letters, caught my eye. I was puzzled–not once on the bottle does it tell you the ingredients, the alcohol content or what it should taste like.
Biking in New Brunswick ~ Rebecca Zandstein
Since I have been a student at Rutgers I have noticed the increaFolding Bike in New Brunswicksing amount of bicycles on campus. When I was considering my commuting options for my last semester at Rutgers,I realized that since jetpacks aren’t available to the public yet, my best option was to start cycling. Now that I have become “one of the pack” I am able to understand the ease and relaxation that cycling brings. But I have also come in contact with horrid drivers who prefer that I be squeezed between two cars. Guess I can never be too thin, eh?
Lower the Voting Age ~ Ben Kharakh
“I think fourteen-year-olds should be allowed to vote,” I told my girlfriend. “Why not thirteen-year-olds?” she asked. “Sure, they can too.” “Twelve-year-olds?” “Sure, why not?” “Eleven-year-olds?” I paused to think. “You, know, I’m not sure how long someone should be a part of a rigorous education system before they’re critically thinking.” “Then how about you can vote when you think you’re ready to vote?” she asked. “Perfect!” I said.
The Good Housekeeper ~ M. Blaha
That Charlotte Lewis is the most infuriating creature on the planet! She makes it her lofty profession in life to find some flaw in my housekeeping and appearance that she can expose to the Ladies Auxiliary or Thursday Afternoon Bridge Players. Yes, I would say that Charlotte is the neighborhood predator. She is always scrutinizing my appearance, hoping to find an unpowdered nose, missing button, or – blasphemy! – a stray curler.
Why The Social Network Fails to Capture the Modern Zeitgeist ~ Ben Kharakh
A lot of hub-bub has been made over The Social Network. And regardless of whether or not I enjoyed the film, I didn’t think it captured the modern zeitgeist in the way so many reviews claimed it did.
Alpha Art: October 29th, 2010 – “African Art In Transition” – Michael Gyampo’s Solo Exhibition
The Alfa Art Gallery is proud to bestow to the New Brunswick community a rare opportunity to witness sculptures blended into creation by African and American influences. Mike Gyampo, a sculptor and painter born in Ghana, West Africa, makes his debut exhibition “African Art in Transition” at the Alfa Art Gallery with intense messages of spirituality and morality, influenced by the philosophical beliefs from his home country. Working with wood, bronze, and cement, Gyampo molds his works with expressive curves that, at first, appear to be ambiguous organic forms.
Tales Projectionists Tell ~ Brian Connolly
It’s 5:55.
Just a few more minutes to go now…
Not that it really matters—I could show up an hour from now, flash my winning-smile, tell a joke or two, and slide by without any disciplinary action imposed upon my name. God, I love this place.
All right, good. The traffic lights are cooperating.
Chewing Qat ~ Bilal Ahmed
Understanding Qat is integral to any understanding of Yemen. Qat is a stimulant, however it is a stimulant unlike anything popularly consumed or documented in the United States. It gives the user an energetic rush typically associated with cocaine, but with a distinctively mellow feeling that prevents him from utilizing the energy in any real way.
A Letter for José González ~ Jhoany Benitez
José, I am helplessly hypnotized by the sound of your voice, so soft, inviting, and majestic. Your fingers move ever so swiftly, and with such dexterity across the strings of… Read more
