This week marks the final week of CHIHULY, an exhibition of artworks by well-known glass artist Dale Chihuly at the New York Botanical Garden (NYBG) in his first garden exhibition in New York City in over a decade.
People generally have very specific and arbitrary tastes; I am one such person. I think that J. Cole makes simple, boring music, but you can find me on any given day listening to Famous Dex and Lil Xan. I say that I hate melted cheese, yet adore pizza. I enjoy funk and poppy dance music, but don’t give EDM a chance.
School of Rock is not a movie about sitting down. If you haven’t seen it, it’s a comedy about a man who teaches a group of elementary school students how to play rock and roll music while pretending to be their substitute teacher.
Professor Biddle is a Baltimore native who teaches in the Writing Seminars Department. A former reporter for The New York Times, his speciality is non-fiction writing. He teaches a variety of courses including this fall’s “Non-fiction in the Post-Factual Era.”
In its first performance of the season, this past Sunday, Oct. 15., the Hopkins Symphony Orchestra (HSO) assembled at the Baltimore War Memorial.
A lot of life is dedicated to the age-old cliché: finding yourself. This is a topic that rap, one of the most personal art forms, hasn’t really touched upon.
Red Emma’s Bookstore Coffeehouse hosted a poetry reading by The Black Ladies Brunch Collective for a reading of poems from their book Not Without Our Laughter: Poems of Humor, Joy & Sexuality. This group of black female artists celebrated the importance of art, love and laughter in resisting oppression.
I’d like to preface this by saying that I don’t know who Cheat Codes or CADE are. My musical tastes are currently anti-Vietnam War songs and Chinese pop on YouTube autoplay.
Back in 2014, Netflix signed Adam Sandler to a four-picture deal. This meant that Netflix would finance and exclusively release four new, original films created by Sandler. Now, I don’t know about you, but when I found this out I couldn’t contain my frustration.
Throat Culture, the only on-campus sketch comedy troupe at Hopkins, had its first show of the semester on Saturday, Oct. 14. Let me tell you, it had everything: inhaler jokes, back tests, vegans, inhaler jokes, witches and even more inhaler jokes.
In recent years, the United States has seen a resurged emphasis on identity in politics. This lends greater national attention to many provocative visual artists, particularly those who seek to subvert the tenets of an oppressive society, like the lack of representation of marginalized groups in media.
Baltimore-based indie rock group Wye Oak played the Ottobar this past Saturday. During the opening moments of their set, they announced that they were done recording their newest album, and they also attached a tentative release date of early 2018.
A politician with red lipstick and a peplum blazer looms over a crowd of supporters. Anxiously, officers in brown, 1940s-style army uniforms strategize over their next tactic. With a gentle sigh, a young boy reclines against a bed, softly strumming his ukulele.
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The Maryland Film Festival and PNC Bank are paying homage to Hispanic Heritage Month by hosting the Latin American Visionary Cinema series. Screenings began on Sept. 16 and will continue through Oct. 15.
Red Emma’s Bookstore hosted a talk on the history of social enterprise and fair trade in Baltimore, on Oct. 5. The event was centered around a new book titled From Head Shops to Whole Foods: The Rise and Fall of Activist Entrepreneurs written by Joshua Clark Davis, a professor and researcher at the University of Baltimore.
In 1982, Ridley Scott and Harrison Ford gave us perhaps one of the best science fiction films of all time. This, of course, is the box-office failure, but critically acclaimed, film Blade Runner.
Baltimore’s disparate music scene is one of the most underappreciated great things in both the country and in the City itself. Even in an urban sprawl with eight universities, local talent is so often unexplored in favor of whatever pop sound defines each genre nationally.
I’m 21 years old, and I feel old as shit. Somehow, I managed to skip right over the quarter-life crisis and hopped right into the deep pool of existential dread that 40-year-old men live in fear of. That being said, premature adulthood has encouraged me not to spend my weekends in sweaty frat basements anymore.
“Completely in the Present: A Tribute to Tony Conrad” was a two-night screening event held on Friday and Saturday at the Parkway Theatre in tribute to experimental artist, filmmaker and musician Tony Conrad.
