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My Writer’s Block
I’ve finally begrudgingly admitted to myself that I am a bad writer. I’m particularly bad at writing dialogue, which I suppose underscores that I am a horrendous conversationalist, by which I mean I am hopelessly self-involved. I find this particularly unfortunate, because I regularly come up with ideas for novels and plays and stories and…
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Three Reviews
There’s nothing here to live up to the beauty of “Do You Realize??” or the songcraft of The Soft Bulletin, instead, the Flaming Lips are dancing – and the tracks are as compulsively danceable as ever – yet in more openly dark territory. From the provocative opener’s “If you could make everybody poor just so…
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A Coming Out Party
Apologies to the Queen Mary By Hal Pratt I’ve had Wolf Parade’s debut album around for three weeks now, and I still can’t decide about it. Is it an exciting new band with promise of a successful career? Is it an anomaly, one of those one-off sorta cool albums that the band never manages to…
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Misstating the Problem
I’m happy there’s some sort of controversy about ROTC on campus. It’s an tangible debate over ideas about which we usually argue in the abstract: the greater good, civic duty, and equality.
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Move over, DC++
Right now it’s cold and snowy outside. Walking is a tricky business, with seemingly arbitrary piles of sand appearing everywhere you step and salt crystals so big, you’re as liable to trip on them as you were on the ice in the first place. Conceding that I am stuck in my dorm for the night,…