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Give a Glimpse of What Yer Not
Their new album, Give a Glimpse of What Yer Not, doesn’t reinvent the band’s sound; however, it does contain some of their best work. This is a natural extension of a long career, not just a cute or tired continuation of it.
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If Only For a Moment
Eclipsed is the first performance in Broadway history to be performed, written, and directed entirely by women, of whom four out of five are African. This play is angry. It doesn’t want men.
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Weezer’s Summery Return
Having traded their 90s-style distortion and macho guitar riffs for piano and sad-boy vulnerability, Weezer is certainly stepping in a new direction.
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Lyssna: A Review
The performance was viscerally compelling. Immersed in evolving harmonies and asymmetrical rhythms, I found myself transported to a space outside the predictable and rigid schedules of junior spring, of deadlines and word counts, into a rustic, sunlit world where patterns existed to be deconstructed and reformed.
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That Precept Kid Reviews Some Albums
Piggybacking off of your cultural criticism
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Peer Review
Since the beginning of time, editors at The Nassau Weekly have taken their pens to each other’s Common Application Essays. And yes, The Nassau Weekly has been around since the beginning of time.
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The Nass Reviews Flaked
This show is like the less-funny, homosocial version of Love except there’s still chicks in it and dudes who are bad at talking to them.
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Review: Neeta Patel’s “time is a floating point number.”
Patel’s senior thesis show […] is an intelligent meditation on text, handwriting, and the act of recording.
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Liking Love
The first few episodes feature some pretty conventional plot devices, but the characterization and dialogue have a loose, awkward, and very human quality to them.
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On Object and Actor
Questioning a binary understanding of women as either object or actor, Her portrays women as both.
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Bone Tomahawk
In a filmmaking era when movies are increasingly designed, focus-tested, and audience-approved to please, “Bone Tomahawk” is strangely refreshing for refusing us our simple pleasures.
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