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It’s Just College

The life a young adult is all about finding the next something. The next great TV series, the next hilarious party game, the next unsigned indie rock band. So when advertisements for a college-only social networking site start spawning on … Read More

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Girl Talk

Ever since the giddy, popcorn and T. Swift-fueled “Truth” games of seventh grade slumber parties, those two words have become a default response to countless puzzled male faces. From Sex and the City to Gossip Girl, generations of chick flicks and girl-power soap operas reinforce the idea that no crush, no kiss, and no hook up, no matter how “casual” or “on the D-L,” is to be withheld from a girl’s close circle.

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Natural Highs (and Lows?)

Through the grass I slowly slide to a great big stone. The sun is shining, I am warm, and I hope I’m left alone. He’s flying. His mouth makes a happy triangle, widening over toothy blips. One dimple stretches into … Read More

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Of Matt(yboys) & Moon(thels)

Is it Matt or Matthew?”

Nearly all my life, I have faced this question. More than a courtesy, it is a challenge, a demand: “Identify yourself.”

In my childhood, I was lost and unsure. Who am I? Am I that guy who carelessly shortens his name, soiling the greatest gift, after life, his parents have given him? Or am I that guy who insists on being called by his proper name, like some pompous Alexander or Maximilian?

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Nass Recommends: Chuquimamani Condori’s DJ E

A cathartic, eardrum-exploding record from Bolivian “epic collage” artist Chuquimamani Condori

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Weird Vermeer

When I’m trying to be cool talking about my intersession I tell people I was visiting friends who are doing a gap year in the Capitol (which is technically true), but mostly I was hanging out with my aunt and going to art galleries.

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Detour

Money, lawns. Against the least I swerve. I have weathered this strictness crying of past regrets so many!

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Ribbons

“I didn’t miss the ceremonies or events so much as I mourned the idea of them, what had crystalized in my mind as essential coming-of-age moments.”

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Crossword #1

Check out the Nass’s first crossword puzzle!

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“Original” Sins

Marked by a certain charged starkness and by an utterly terrifying absurdity, Greenwood’s score to There Will Be Blood is ushered in with trademark twangs and plucks which register as the pulse of the film itself. In “Open Spaces” an … Read More

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The Old Fires Keep Burning

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10.30: Full Design

This week, the Nass is consumed by the urge to read, finds art in the Brooklyn Army Terminal, and delves into memory.

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