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If you're a typical sports fan like me, you spent last weekend consumed by football, with a great college football Saturday followed by the opening weekend for the NFL.
Wild Beasts: Brooding indie quartet Wild Beasts? second LP is a more subtle attack than their earlier material.
The UW Cinematheque kicked off its schedule for the fall semester this past weekend with two films generally regarded as cinematic masterpieces, though of very different species: Vincente Minnelli's iconic musical ""Meet Me in St. Louis"" (1944) and the Harold Lloyd silent comedy ""The Kid Brother"" (1927).
Nipping at the heels of last year's debut album Limbo, Panto, Wild Beasts continue their strange and bombastic odyssey into music's darker fathoms with Two Dancers, a decidedly more mature album that advances the band's already extraordinary talents and pushes them into new territory. Wild Beasts are nothing if not unique. Lead singer Hayden Thorpe's ever-present, bawdy-yet-aristocratic falsetto spews epithets and vulgar insinuations as though they were lofty hymns, and bassist Tom Fleming (whose vocal talents are much more prominent this time around) offers a down-to-earth deadpan ring that subtly implicates his narrators in what amount to nothing more than everyday atrocities, all while following tense, galloping rhythms and vast, far-reaching melodies. This combination of musical and lyrical oddity separate Wild Beasts fully from the safety of the norm; these soulful, lilting tracks belie a sinister core bordering on the psychotic.
Do you realize that we're floating in space? It's something I found myself saying over and over again this summer, while being bombarded with coverage of Apollo 11's 40th anniversary as well as the Parseids meteor shower in July. I also found myself asking, why aren't we out there in space? Why aren't we exploring like we used to? Have we run out of curiosity? I supplemented my cosmic ruminations with countless episodes of the BBC sci-fi series ""Doctor Who,"" watching as David Tennant's terribly clever Doctor guided mankind safely through the perils of the galaxy in his spaceship cloaked as a police call-box. ""Brilliant,"" the Doctor would exclaim upon finding humans somewhere out amongst the stars. ""So far from Earth, out here only to explore.""
Do you realize that we're floating in space? It's something I found myself saying over and over again this summer, while being bombarded with coverage of Apollo 11's 40th anniversary as well as the Parseids meteor shower in July. I also found myself asking, why aren't we out there in space? Why aren't we exploring like we used to? Have we run out of curiosity? I supplemented my cosmic ruminations with countless episodes of the BBC sci-fi series ""Doctor Who,"" watching as David Tennant's terribly clever Doctor guided mankind safely through the perils of the galaxy in his spaceship cloaked as a police call-box. ""Brilliant,"" the Doctor would exclaim upon finding humans somewhere out amongst the stars. ""So far from Earth, out here only to explore.""
Friday, August 7
Friday, August 7
With the sun quietly resting its head behind an adjacent chapel, Beirut's wunderkind Zach Condon graciously remarked over his gentle strumming, ""This might be the biggest crowd this ukulele has ever played for.""
With the sun quietly resting its head behind an adjacent chapel, Beirut's wunderkind Zach Condon graciously remarked over his gentle strumming, This might be the biggest crowd this ukulele has ever played for.""
With 2008's ""WALL-E,"" Pixar proved it could push the boundaries of children's entertainment into the realm of legitimate science fiction and fantasy. With ""Up,"" Pixar proves it wasn't a fluke, crafting a film that functions first and foremost as a surrealist love story and second as a children's film.
Elite
Lollapalooza 2009
I don't think I'm alone here when I say that most UW students don't enjoy the week after Mifflin. Reality sets in quickly and I realize what an absurd amount of reading needs to be done to make up for a semester of relentless procrastination. But while the idea of finals sounds nauseating, the week after Mifflin is also a week closer to summer, an amazing time to be a sports fan. This summer offers another exciting schedule, so here's a preview of some top events to look forward to in the summer of 2009.
After writing my column for two years, it's time to say goodbye. Although all I really want to do right now is curl up in a ball and cry while excessively thanking my weekly readers (assuming they actually exist), I thought a good way to end things would be to clear up a few misconceptions.
The season has been a wild ride for the Wisconsin men's tennis team, but after earning their third straight at-large bid to the NCAA Tournament, the Badgers will travel to Champaign, Ill., to take on Louisville in the first round.
There are a million reasons to love the summer, like enjoying warm evenings outside, seeing people in skimpier clothing or driving with the windows down. Unfortunately, those can also be reasons to hate summer, as in the swarms of mosquitoes that roam the summer nights, your overweight and hairy neighbor who insists on mowing the lawn without a shirt or the guy at the stoplight who wants everyone to hear him rocking out to Limp Bizkit.
Disney has a way of tugging at your heartstrings. From ""Lady and the Tramp"" to ""WALL-E,"" their movies get me every time. So when I was dished up a big helping of baby ducklings in the new movie ""Earth,"" I was delighted to be back in this adorable, fuzzy world.
It was only a matter of time. People have been speculating it for years. There were signs, of course, but most of them were ignored until it was too late. The machines have started their rebellion.