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End-Times Tunes

An album that encapsulates an era.

by Joel Newberger on December 7, 2011March 22, 2013

Peer Review

Perfecting the college essay.

by Joel Newberger on November 9, 2011March 22, 2013

The Divergence, Live

Somatiç sensations at a Terrace show.

by Joel Newberger on September 26, 2012March 22, 2013

Arcadian Rhythms

I sit and breathe and try to recall my whole life. I now sit serenely in the brush by this shouldering road. It winds tightly through the Peloponnesian town of Megalopolis, where I sit, through the pink stucco homes clinging staccato to the high side of the mountain our bus, heaving, climbed. Rapt speech in the restaurant behind is mere chatter.

by Joel Newberger on March 28, 2013June 9, 2013

Writing the Reading

Sometimes, you forget: there are people out there who do absolutely brilliant, incredible things. Even at achievement-filled Princeton—especially at achievement-filled Princeton—greatness, which is a level below the place I write about, can become benign and unimpressive. Talent becomes the norm … Read More

by Joel Newberger on March 23, 2011March 22, 2013

Polis Is This

I grew up in Newton, Massachusetts, a quiet settlement eight miles from Copley Square. The Marathon’s route follows Commonwealth Avenue through Newton into Boston. My house is a block from the Marathon’s 20-mile marker, in the middle of Heartbreak Hill, the most notorious of a series of four steep ascents that runners must endure as they pass through the city.

by Joel Newberger on May 9, 2013September 28, 2013

Beach Baby

Rarely is one so revised by experience, which like a river washes away the calcified sand of the soul to describe itself there anew. Rare, too, is the ability to recognize this revision. School had just ended, its shoulder-weight just … Read More

by Joel Newberger on September 28, 2011March 22, 2013

Modern Love

I am an eggo (waffle).

by Joel Newberger on February 29, 2012March 22, 2013

Brown Eyed Man

If you have never heard Van Morrison’s yearning, keening voice—its blues and jazzy swag , the way it stretches words into birds that fly you to heaven, its worn beauty—well, then, you’ve never heard it. But I bet you have; … Read More

by Joel Newberger on April 6, 2011March 22, 2013

WIll My Eyes Be Closed or Open?

Ordinary, suicidal thoughts in Emerson and Bjork’s “Hyperballad”.

by Joel Newberger on November 21, 2012March 22, 2013

Imperial State of Mind

“When you’re famous and say you’re writing a book, people assume that it’s an autobiography—I was born here, raised there, suffered this, loved that, lost it all, got it back, the end. But that’s not what this is. I’ve never been a linear thinker, which is something you can see in my rhymes. They follow the jumpy logic of poetry and emotion, not the straight line of careful prose. My book is like that, too.”

by Joel Newberger on November 17, 2010March 22, 2013

Fresh Reflects

“I never change; I’m too stuck in my ways.” There is a hope that we forget that “corrupt but necessary” college admissions process once in college. This, of course, is hypocritical and hopeless, for who hasn’t heard that kid boast … Read More

by Joel Newberger on December 8, 2010March 22, 2013


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