If you have not watched through the post-Super Bowl episode of This Is Us and plan on catching up on the show, then please, I beg of you, don’t read this article (and getting an editor to say that means something).
In the midst of an exciting Super Bowl and the hype that comes with the commercials, fans were caught off guard by a trailer for a movie that nobody was expecting. No, I’m not talking about the one where The Rock has a prosthetic leg and has to save his family from apocalyptic monsters. What I’m talking about is the third film set in the Cloverfield universe.
Hopkins students, faculty and community members gathered in the upstairs lounge of the LaB for the 2018 Black Heritage Opening Ceremony on Friday, Feb. 2. The event, which included poetry, speeches, food and trivia, was the first in a series of events celebrating Black History Month.
Last Friday, I attended the grand opening of The Lor Store, a streetwear-focused shop located in the heart of downtown Baltimore. As I opened the door, I was greeted by a crowd of Baltimorean streetwear fans and a DJ who blasted upbeat music from the speakers.
The JHU Stand-Up Comedy Club held their first show of the semester Feb. 3 at the LaB. Performing to a crowd of students sitting in any open area they could find, several members of the club joked about everything from chain emails to dating over the course of the evening.
Creativity is linked inexorably to identity. One’s idea of self shapes the form and content of expression across almost every medium. Much like self-realization, creativity takes time, and the process of bringing the two together as a coherent whole is anything but immediate.
We all see beauty in the world and subsequently strive to surround ourselves with things that we find beautiful. Whether that beauty takes the form of a piece of art, a video game or a song, we surround ourselves with the things we love and make us happy.
The Peabody Modern Orchestra held the first spring concert of the 2017-2018 Concert Season on Saturday, Jan. 27, in the Miriam A. Friedberg Concert Hall at the Peabody Conservatory of Music in Mount Vernon. The orchestra played a selection of pieces authored by contemporary composers under the direction of conductor Harlan D. Parker.
We’ve left another year behind. By the time you read this, we’ll know who has been nominated for the Oscars. Almost all of the films aren’t currently available in theaters, so for the general public it’s time to look ahead.
In an eclectic night of minimalist beats and nostalgic rock, the Ottobar brought together a collection of local Baltimore bands to play a four-part concert on Jan. 18. The event took place in the venue’s downstairs performance space.
Remember when Richard Spencer got punched in the head on TV? That was a great moment in the history of racists getting beaten. Our anonymous black-clad hero played Spencer’s head like it was a game of Bop-It; he snuffed him like a vanilla-scented candle.
Music suffers some of the harshest disrespect of any of the arts. All too many people who consider themselves music fans (including me) often listen to music in the background while doing something else — grinding through work, driving or any other menial task. It is rare for anyone to sit down, clear their schedule and listen to an album.
I’m going to start this off by saying that I have never watched The Room and I will never watch The Room. It’s not something that appealed to me in high school, and its prevalence among college students as a “cult classic” has only strengthened my feelings against it. This is the hill I will die on, and nothing will ever change that.
We live in an era were people of color are able to become more and more intertwined with relevant popular culture events. We have Ta-Nehisi Coates writing for the Black Panther comic book, Jordan Peele giving us the racial horror film Get Out and Guillermo Del Toro still serving us some nuanced — but still weird — characters in his productions.
Even before I met Alpha Johnson I sort of knew who he was, sort of. I knew Alpha as the rapper Joey Bricks, who I was introduced to when a friend showed me the video for his song “No Love.” The general wavy quality of that song, as well as the fact that I see Alpha almost everyday — on-campus, at work, everywhere — made an interview with him a must.
J.Magazine, the student-run literary arts magazine, is published biannually and features student prose, poetry and art. On Wednesday Nov. 29, the magazine held a reading of a variety of works that will be published in its Fall 2017 issue. The authors had the chance to showcase their writing at Bird in Hand.
This past Thursday, I found myself wandering down a rainy, vacant Baltimore street trying to find an event I had long been interested in attending: the Bmore BeatClub, a monthly event which is organized by Brandon Lackey, the owner of Lineup Room Recording Studios.
Considering that we’re in the middle of gearing up for finals, a.k.a. impending doom, I was surprised at the massive and honestly pretty diverse segment of our student body that was assembled in Turner Auditorium. The crowd waited, anxiously cramming in those last few calc problems.
On Friday, Dec. 1 a packed audience gathered in the John Astin Theater in the Merrick Barn to watch the first of three performances of Love, Loss, and What I Wore.
