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Traveling back in time at the Wang Theatre

Most of us first became familiar with the timeless characters of wild-child Danny Zuko and fair-haired good girl Sandy through endless television reruns of the film version of Grease, first released in 1978. Unbeknownst to audiences that have come to love the roles portrayed by such stars as John Travolta, Olivia Newton-John and Stockard Channing, however, is that this classic film actually made its first appearance on the radar screen of American pop culture more than 30 years ago on the Broadway stage. This week, Grease comes back to life in Boston. It is set to transform the stage at the Wang Center for the Performing Arts into everything from a 1950s sock hop to the gymnasium at Rydell High, with a limited run of the Broadway production that was revived in 1994. Grease transports audiences to an era of beehives and drive-ins with the story of a teenage romance between Danny and Sandy, two diametric opposites in the social structure of 1950s America. Danny is the ringleader of the so-called T-Birds, a group of precocious, rambunctious, rowdy teenage boys preoccupied with fast cars and fast women. Sandy, on the other hand, is a na??ve, innocent transfer student from Sydney, Australia. She soon finds that her pristine, virginal ways won't cut it if she hopes to win the heart of her beloved badboy. She is befriended a group of girls from Rydell High known as the Pink Ladies _ essentially the female counterparts to the T-Birds. She experiences a complete turnaround, teasing her hair, smoking cigarettes and donning leather pants. In the end, what first appears as an ill-fated romance between two love-struck teenagers becomes a happily-ever-after scenario, with Danny and Sandy reunited. Before making its Broadway debut, Grease began as a small-scale production at Chicago's experimental Kingston Mines Theatre in 1971. New York producers Kenneth Waissman and Maxine Fox recognized the shows potential and convinced original writers Jim Jacobs and Warren Casey to rewrite the production to fit within the confines of traditional Broadway performances. The production was a big hit with audiences of all ages, enjoying a run of over 3,338 performances in less than eight years. This record was surpassed only by A Chorus Line. It went on to receive seven Tony Award nominations, including "Best Revival" and "Best Musical." In 1978, the musical was adapted for the big screen and met with tremendous success. Starring some of the biggest names in Hollywood, it earned over $340 million dollars in box office sales around the world, making it the highest grossing movie musical in film history. More than 20 years after its initial release, Grease still ranks amongst the top ten video titles sold in the United States. The soundtrack is equally popular, selling over 20 million double albums. From baby boomers to pre-schoolers, you'll be hard-pressed to find an individual who isn't familiar with catchy, memorable tunes such as "You're the One That I Want" and "Look At Me, I'm Sandra Dee." The musical was revived in 1994, attracting such performers as Rosie O'Donnell, Brooke Shields, and Chubby Checker. Boston's limited run features Frankie Avalon reprising his movie role as Teen Angel. In addition to including the original Broadway score, this latest production has been adapted to incorporate several songs from the film version, including "Hopelessly Devoted to You" and "You're the One That I Want." Grease's continuing popularity is a testament to its universal appeal. Baby boomers enjoy traveling back in time to the 1950s of their youth, reliving the trials and tribulations of an era of American simplicity immediately preceding great social change. For their generation, the production is a means of recalling the introduction of t.v. dinners, the emergence of suburbia, and period when personas ranging from Marilyn Monroe to Marlon Brando to James Dean were idolized. For younger audiences, witnessing the world portrayed by Grease is like playing dress-up; poodle skirts and pajama parties are all part of the fantasy. The production captures a very specific moment in time, using the drama between Danny and Sandy to capture to cultural nuances of the 1950s. As such, it will always exist as a kind of historical relic, helping younger audiences to remember a period in American culture that will never be repeated.


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Listings

Music R&B Allstars, Oct. 10 House of Blues, 96 Winthrop St. (617) 491 - BLUE Joshua Redman and John Scofield, Oct. 10 Orpheum Theatre, 1 Hamilton Place (617) 679-0810 The Cignal, Oct. 10 Bill's Bar, 5 1/2 Lansdowne St. (617) 421-9678 Pork Tornado, Oct. 10 Paradise Rock Club, 967 Commonwealth Ave. (617) 563-8800 Swingin' Johnsons, Oct. 10 The Burren, 247 Elm St. (617) 776-6896 The Gladstones, Oct. 11 Kendall Cafe, 233 Cardinal Medeiros Ave. (617) 661-0993 Freelance Bishops, Oct. 11 Bill's Bar, 5 1/2 Lansdowne St. (617) 421-9678 Shellac, Oct. 11 The Middle East, 472-480 Mass. Ave (617) 354-8238 Kabir, Oct. 11 The Middle East, 472-480 Mass. Ave (617) 354-8238 Jerry Douglas, Oct. 11 Somerville Theatre, 55 Davis Sq. (617) 625-5700 Jon Clearly & the Absolute Monster Gentlemen, Oct. 11 House of Blues, 96 Winthrop St. (617) 491 - BLUE Dashboard Confessional, Oct. 12 Palladium, 261 Main St. (508) 797-9696 Now is Now CD Release, Oct. 12 Kendall Cafe, 233 Cardinal Medeiros Ave. (617) 661-0993 Lost 6 CD Release, Oct. 12 T.T. the Bear's Place, 10 Brookline St. (617) 661-6752 Theatre and Dance >Spotlight "Bat Boy: The Musical," thru Oct. 26 Boston Center for the Arts, 539 Tremont St. (617) 426-2787 spotlight "Il Barbiere di Siviglia," thru Oct. 15 Shubert Theatre, 265 Tremont St. (617) 542-6772 "Dirty Blonde," thru Oct. 12 Lyric Stage Company of Boston, 140 Clarendon St. (617) 437-7172 *spotlight*"George Gershwin Alone," thru Oct. 12 Loeb Drama Center, 64 Brattle St. (617) 547-8300 Snappy Dance Theater, thru Oct. 12 Copley Theatre, 225 Clarendon St. (617) 629-9262 "Bring in Da Noise, Bring in Da Funk," thru Oct. 13 Wang Theatre, 270 Tremont St. (800) 447-7400 'Spinning into Butter," thru Oct. 19 The Theatre Cooperative, 277 Broadway (617) 265-1300 "Jerusalem," thru Oct. 20 New Repertory Theatre, 54 Lincoln St. (617) 332-1646 Temporada Latin Salsa & Merengue Dance, Thursdays Ryles Jazz Club, 212 Hampshire St. (617) 876-9330 Sangria and Salsa, Fridays Sophia's, 1270 Boylston St. (617) 351- 7001 Blue Man Group, ongoing Charles Playhouse, 74 Warrenton St. (617) 426-6912 Shear Madness, ongoing Charles Playhouse, 74 Warrenton St. (617) 426-5225 Art Photography by Max Davis, thru September 1639 Coffeehouse Inman Square, 1639 Cambridge St. (617) 576-1639 "New England Paves the Way," thru Sept. Museum of Transportation, 15 Newton St. (617) 522-6547 "The Land Speaks," thru Oct. 11 New England School of Photography, 537 Comm. Ave. (617) 437-1868 "Perils of the Sea," thru Nov. 3 MIT Museum, 265 Mass. Ave. (617) 253-4444 "Archeology and the Central Artery: Highway to the Past," ongoing Commonwealth Museum, 220 Morrissey Blvd. (617) 727-9268 "Contemporary American Glass," ongoing Museum of Fine Arts, 465 Huntington Ave. (617) 267-9300 "Ted Williams: An American Hero," ongoing Sports Museum of New England at FleetCenter, Causeway St. (617) 624-1234 "Old Ironsides in War and Peace," ongoing USS Constitution Museum, Charlestown Navy Yard (617) 426-1812 "Threads on the Edge," ongoing Museum of Fine Arts, 465 Huntington Ave. (617) 267-9300 "The Art of the Smile," ongoing International Poster Gallery, 205 Newbury St. (617) 375-0076 "Lens Landscape," thru Feb. 23 Museum of Fine Arts, 465 Huntington Ave. (617) 267-9300 >Comedy "Underground Comedy Showcase," Oct. 10 Beantown Comedy Vault, 124 Boylston St. (617) 428-0110 "3rd Grade Trick Comedy Improv Troupe," Saturdays Beantown Comedy Vault, 124 Boylston St. (617) 428-0110 Brett Butler, Oct. 11 _ Oct. 12 Comedy Connection, 245 Quincy Market Bldg (617) 248-9700 "Boston Comics Showcase," Thursdays Beantown Comedy Vault, 124 Boylston St. (617) 428-0110 "The R-Rated Hypnotist," Thursdays Comedy Connection, 245 Quincy Market Bldg (617) 248-9700 "While We're On the Subject...," Thursdays - Saturdays Improv Asylum Theater District, 216 Hanover St. (617) 263-2867 "Boston Standup Showcase," Saturdays Beantown Comedy Vault, 124 Boylston St. (617) 428-0110 >Miscellaneous Linda Barnes Reading, Oct. 10 Brookline Booksmith, 279 Harvard St. (617) 254-5201 Carmit Delman reading, Oct. 10 New Words Bookstore, 186 Hampshire St. (617) 876-5310 Darin Strauss Reading, Oct. 10 Harvard Coop, 1400 Mass. Ave. (617) 491-2000 John Suiter reading, Oct. 10 BU School of Education, 605 Comm. Ave. (617) 353-0700 Tapestry of Voices Poetry Reading, Oct. 10 Borders, corner of Washington and School Sts. (617) 557-7188 Open Mic and Poetry Slam, Oct. 12 Daily Grind Coffeehouse, 23 Central Sq. (508) 279-9952 Poetry Exchange, Oct. 13 Harvard Coop, 1400 Mass. Ave. (617) 489-0519 Poetry Open Mic, Saturdays Out of the Blue Gallery, 106 Prospect St. (617) 354-5287 North End By Foot Tour, Fridays and Saturdays Samuel Adams Statue at Faneuil Hall, Congress St. (617) 367-2345 Puppetslam, Saturdays Puppet Showplace Theatre, 32 Station St. (617) 731-6400 >Upcoming spotlightThe Tourist, Oct. 14 House of Blues, 96 Winthrop St. (617) 491 - BLUE 'Grease," Oct. 15 - Oct. 20 Wang Theatre, 270 Tremont St. (800) 447-7400 Mandy Patinkin, Oct. 30 Colonial Theatre, 106 Boylston St. (617) 426-9366 Le Ballet National du Senegal, Nov. 22 Orpheum Theatre, 1 Hamilton Pl. (617) 679-0810 Spotlights "Bat Boy: The Musical" _ The SpeakEasy Stage Company's opens its 2002-2003 with this production. Based on the book by Keythe Farley and Brian Fleming, it marks the show's New England premiere. Previously an Off-Broadway hit musical, the show was inspired by the tabloid story of the discovery of a half-man-half-bat creature discovered in a West Virginia cave. The music and lyrics are by Laurence O'Keefe. With $15 rush tickets available an hour before the performance, the production promises to be not only entertaining but also easy on your wallet. "George Gershwin Alone" _ This production presented by the American Repertory Theatre is a tribute to the mastery of one of the greatest composers of our time. Directed by Joel Zwick, it is a one-man show in which writer/actor/concert pianist Hershey Felder both portrays the legendary Gershwin and performs his music. This Thursday's performance marks the celebration of the composer's birthday, and will be followed by a cocktail reception at the Charles Hotel. 'Il Barbiere di Siviglia" _ The Boston Lyric Opera opens its 2002-2003 season with this classic opera by Gioacchino Rossini. Although it was written nearly 200 years ago, the BLO's staging revives the production for modern audiences. The cast young yet talented, helping the BLO achieve its goal of making opera more appealing to the masses. Artistic mastery and technical prowess help to make this comedic opera among the most entertaining and charming of theater offerings in Boston this season. The Tourist _ This foursome is one of the few bands in the Boston area that's managed to distinguish itself from the rest. While difficult to classify, band member Peter Sax describes their music as "electronic fusion," a blend of electronic with live musical instruments with influences ranging of '80s sounds to Jamaican vocals. Despite having only made its debut in the area's music scene a year ago, the band is lining up major gigs at such notable venues as the Middle East and House of Blues. Their performances are energetic and engaging, making for a fulfilling musical outing.


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7 Questions with Becky Bram

Full name: Rebecca Bram Height: 5'7" Wait: maximum of 15 minutes Hometown: Winchester, MA Preferred pleasantry: "Hello, how are you doing?" Becky Bram is not your typical freshman. She has compiled a 5-1 record as the number two player on the women's varsity tennis team, and done so in dominant fashion; in her victories, none of her opponents have managed to win more than two games. She combines raw power with stunning grace and uncanny athleticism, so when the Daily caught up with her while she was running uphill for her match against Wellesley, bumping Junction from her walkman, it was only fitting that 7 questions would follow. 1. What are the advantages of grunting? It shows your partner just how into the game you are. 2. I was a big Aranxa Sanchez-Vicario fan as a kid but I always wondered why they let him play against girls. Then someone told me he was actually a woman. Did you know that? No way dude, thanks for telling me. 3. Many people know your big brother Jon is also a varsity tennis stud. If you cut off Venus and Serena Williams' hands, gauged out their eyes with rubber spoons and made them play with stickball bats in their bloody stumps, could the Brams' take them? I think we'd have a shot, but is it really fair to have only one girl on the court? 4. Speaking of your brother, what's the story with that visor? People say it's to hide his "poke-her" face, but I don't want to know anything about that. 5. I can't lie, I'm not a tennis expert. Is a golden set anything like a golden shower? Actually Ethan, they're exactly alike. You should ask my brother for a demo sometime. 6. Men's rugby has repeatedly claimed to be the campus' best looking team, any reaction? Well, let's just say I don't see people lining up in the windows along Professor's Row to watch rugby. 7. Does your friend Alison date musicians? Yeah, but not journalists. _Ethan Schwartz


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Phone rage

By now, we have all been informed that CampusLink made a terrible error last year when they left dial tones on all dorm phones, even those that had not signed up for phone service. Now, I could be wrong, but it seems that if this error had been costing CampusLink money, they surely would have caught the mistake before the year was up and corrected it. The curious fact that they let it go on all year was taken by many to be an unspoken but understood agreement that this is how things would continue. The students certainly received no information to the contrary. In the absence of even on-campus calling for those who do not sign up for CampusLink service, there is an understandable degree of rage. Not only is this bad business and publicity for CampusLink, but it defeats the purpose of having an intra-campus phone system in the first place and introduces some safety hazards. Each room is assigned a four-digit number that can (in theory) be reached from anywhere on campus. This is a system similar to most office buildings. It allows the students to contact each other, as well as professors and other resources around campus. It is a convenient system that facilitates communication among all members of the Tufts community. Now, Tufts requires that we keep track of our (free) Tufts e-mail address, as we are responsible for important announcements sent to it. In the past, we have also received important announcements through our phone system. While these announcements could now be relegated to e-mail, it would be far more convenient, and the system is already in place, to have two possible ways to reach any given student. It has worked in the past, and it should continue in the future. Also, one of the main reasons for the blue light phones' existence is the capability of going to someone's dorm and being able to call their room to be let into the building. Just because I may have a cell phone does not mean all my friends do, so those who do not have one, not to mention off-campus visitors, have no way of contacting me from outside my building. Why even have the system if only some of the students can use it? On-campus calling is such a banal service that it should be as readily available as Internet access. Aside from the convenience argument, there is the far graver concern of safety. The Dean of Students sent out an e-mail reminding students how to contact the Tufts police by an outside phone in case of emergency. The e-mail carries the strong implication that Tufts assumes any student who does not have the CampusLink service to have a cell phone. While this may be a reasonable assumption, it is not necessarily a true one, and in dealing with safety, it is better to err on the side of caution. There may be 60 blue-light emergency phones scattered about the campus, but this does little for those students for whom the phones are inconvenient, or even impossible, to get to. Consider the following thought experiment: Mary lives in the 450s on the fourth floor of Lewis. What happens if some gun-wielding maniac piggybacks in to the dorm, goes upstairs, and finds Mary's door open? Once she realizes this person is a potential assailant, she has two choices: Try to slam the door and deadbolt it as fast as possible, or try to make a run for the emergency phone, which is downstairs and across the building. The smarter thing to do is to slam the door and lock it. Now, if Mary for whatever reason does not have a cell phone, she is in quite a bind. There is an attacker outside her door, and she has no way to call TUPD. Even if she did have a cell phone, there is the possibility that it is out of battery power, or even more frustrating, that the network is busy. Again, this is not terribly likely, but in watching out for safety, we have to assume the worst. Students need a free-of-charge landline that can make on-campus calls, for safety if not for overwhelming convenience. One of the ideals good business is that both sides of the deal benefit. It creates an atmosphere of mutual respect, and brings a kind of symmetry to the agreement. Both sides are on even ground. However, CampusLink has shown a repeated lack of respect, or even acknowledgement, to the students it is supposedly serving. As I mentioned at the beginning, the students received no information that the dial tones last year were a mistake; we received no notification that things would be different this year until well after we had already moved in. CampusLink complains that they continue to lose customers in spite of decreasing rates. Perhaps they would be surprised to see how far service with a smile can take a business. Joe Tuggle is a senior majoring in physics.


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Otters go along with intramurals

Imagination is a wonderful thing. It is also a useful thing. Due to a number of important drinking commitments, this "intramural" reporter was unable to actually attend any "intramural" events this week. This article is written with no information other than online scores. Because you could very well go online and check the intramural scores yourself, this article will contain some fun and interesting facts about otters as an incentive to keep reading. These fun facts were pulled from Otternet.com, "Your Source for Otter Fun, Facts, and Faces". In addition to finding the facts printed here, otter fans can also view pictures of otters, enter a contest to win an otter bookmark, link to organizations that are trying to save otters, and play Otterpong, a deliciously addictive game featuring sea urchins, sharks, and of course, otters. But first to the intramural scores. Presumably, it was a very exciting week in the all-freshman leagues. In soccer action on October 1, the Mad Cows continued their Yankee-like, whoops sorry, Angel-like dominance over the "Damn my RA is HOT!" league, with a 3-0 victory over the now 3-2 Felons. This reporter does not know for sure but the best game of the week could well have been the Invasion's 6-5 win over Haskell/Maria, which had no important effects on the standings, but might have included a last second goal. In the "Damn, my RA is HOT!" volleyball league, no scores were available. However Hill is undefeated, so it probably won. Let's say they beat a team of mutant, super-intelligent Wren Bugs in a 2 games to 1 thriller. Two teams are tied for second in "Damn my RA is HOT!" volleyball, South 3 and South 2. Betcha they won too. Fun Otter Fact!: Otters live on every continent except for Australia and Antarctica! This past week in the regular intramural soccer league, the Revolution stayed undefeated with a 2-0 victory over Zeta Psi. Clearly, the Revolution goalie played well. He had, let's say, 20 saves. Hell, he may have had 400 saves. The 357 Tigers dropped a double overtime game, 3-2, to the Halligan Hooligans in an absolutely incredible contest, during which the ball never touched the ground! Fun Otter Fact!: Otters are capable of using tools! Sea otters pry abalone off the rocks and break shells by using smaller rocks! In intramural basketball action, the first place team in the women's league Balla Status edged the Lady Malds 21-14 in a game that featured the world's largest gorilla dancing the cha-cha at halftime. Men's league leader Nemotada picked up two victories this week, edging Fletcher 2nd 37-34 and routing the Big Guns 53-23. The second game was played on horseback. Fun Otter Fact!: There are 13 species of otters in the world! There used to be 14 but, according to Otternet.com "...Maxwell's otter, is presumed extinct due to draining of their waters to perform genocide in Iraq." It's probably fair to guess where Otternet.com stands on the whole Mideast situation. The Killer Beans are 2-0 in the volleyball league after defeating both John Scholle's Team and the Knee Pads. Vanilla Ice and Bud Selig led the way for the 'Beans registering 30 and 50 kills per game, respectively. The Fletcher Globetrotters had the fate of earth on their shoulders when Martians attacked Cousens during the third game of their match against Indy. The Globetrotters beat Indy 2 games to 0 and repelled the Martian attack with several laser-like serves from forward Jim Morrison. Fun Otter Fact!: The Congo Clawless otter (Aonyx congica) is a mysterious creature! According to Otternet.com, almost nothing is known about the Congo Clawless otter except that they are near extinction and they enjoy eating octopus and lobster! Reading Comprehension Quiz 1. The reporter sent this article in with a picture of an otter. Did they print it? I didn't think so. 2. Which animal is funnier, a monkey or an otter? Which is cuter? Support your answers by trying to mimic their squeaking. 3. Play fifteen games of Otterpong. Don't you hate that shark? He's just so smug. 4. Which restaurant has the better albalone, Espresso's or Pasta Pisa? >What did we learn this week? -Dubya and Otternet.com; leading the march of war! -Otters are amazing creatures. -Not very much about intramurals.


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Snappy Dance Theater brings in its own funk

There is a thriving dance community in Boston that exists beyond big name companies like the Boston Ballet and visiting Broadway hit productions lie Bring in Da Noise, Bring in Da Funk. Snappy Dance Theater, a small yet growing contemporary dance company, is proof positive of the great strides being made to further diversify the realm of performance dance in the area. Formed in 1996 by Artistic Director Martha Mason, this season marks a period of development and expansion for the company. The current program is being presented at the Copley Theatre, a major downtown performance venue with over 5,000 seats. This alone "represents a major step towards the company's goal to reach a broader audience and become Boston's first fully-salaried contemporary dance company." While the company has yet to work out some artistic and technical kinks, last Saturday's performance demonstrated that Snappy Dance Theater is in fact on its way to becoming a prominent company within the Boston dance community. The tone for the performance was set before the dancers even took to the stage. The production was preceded by an announcement from Executive Director Jurgen Weiss. As he discussed the advances made by the company in recent months and thanked the audience for its support, several dancers appeared and proceeded to hold Weiss upside down and roll him across the stage over their backs. His perplexed appearance coupled with the playful demeanor of the dancers established the light-humored tone that was to persist through most of the production. The program at Snappy Dance Theater is comprised of ten short pieces. The opening dance, Spring Collection, features three company dancers: Bonnie Duncan, Sean Kilbridge and Bess Whitesel. Set to the music of Morphine, the trio immediately demonstrates the company's dedication to experimenting with movement. The piece incorporates fundamental dance themes with gravity-defying acrobatics and choreography that challenges the audience to broaden its visual horizons and think beyond the boundaries of traditional dance. The trio dances together in such a way that at times they appear to form one body, using their own resistance to assume intricate shapes and structures. Tango Tangle, performed by Whitesel and Jim Banta is an especially comical interpretation of this romantic Argentinean dance form. Set to the music of Carlos Gardel made famous by the memorable tango scene in Scent of a Woman, the dance explores the relationship between the two dance partners, exaggerating their emotional extremes. Banta occasionally sniffs Whitesel's armpit, confirming the playful nature of the dance. The two try to show each other up on stage, resulting in a comic display of competition. Sangere, a world premiere, is a piece dedicated to and inspired by the Pan Mass Challenge. The title of the dance refers to a ritual of the Suya Indians of Mato Grosso, Brazil in which a "curing song" is sung in hopes of restoring the health of an ailing child. Even more than Spring Collection, this selection illustrates the company's collaborative, experimental nature; it uses shadow imagery, circus skills and puppetry to convey its theme. Set to the music of Philip Glass along with individual voice recordings, Sangere is simultaneously eerie and light-hearted. While mimicry of circus themes along with the ghostly voices and somber lighting is somewhat confusing, the dance is a visual masterpiece. The program is interspersed with a series of brief interludes in which the company experiments with lighting. The stage is completely dark as the dancers move about the stage with different colored flashlights. All that is visible to the audience are the individual lights, which take on human emotional characteristics ranging from love to fear. The second of these intervals is somewhat drawn out and fails to hold the audience's attention. Snappy Dance has stumbled upon an innovative concept but fails to develop it to a point where the audience is truly engaged. As demonstrated by the three interludes, the use of props is central to the company's exploration of different movement themes. Their inclusion is more effective in some dances than in others. In Movement in D'Flat, the dancing is structured around two groups of walls resembling office cubicles. The dancers use the props in this piece to create an alluring sequence of disappearances on stage as they appear to actually dance along with the cubicles. Other pieces such as Ma Chairie and overneath make less effectual use of props. A solo performed by Tufts student Tim Gallagher, Ma Chairie uses a doll-sized chair as a prop; the theme of the dance is muddled rather than highlighted by its incorporation. The use of enormous tubes in overneath is reminiscent of Stomp! techniques but is not fully explored. By wearing the tubes over their heads, arms or legs, the dancers are challenged to use their bodies in new ways that defy traditional movement. Unfortunately, the use of the tubes seems to separate the dancers rather than create a certain connection between them. Because they are absorbed in their individual use of the tubes, the interaction between the dancers is hindered by the props. While the idea is interesting, the choreography does not take full advantage of the wide range of possibilities created by its incorporation, making the piece less engaging for the audience. Furthermore, the company appears to be less than comfortable with the choreography and distracted by the tubes, detracting even more from a piece with tremendous potential. Deviations from the initial comedic, carefree tone also weaken the Snappy Dance program. Pieces that are more introspective and serious are casually thrown in with the program's other more playful dances. The audience is unprepared for more somber pieces such as overneath and Fardel. While there is no doubt a certain amount of artistic merit to these dances, it is lost on the audience because they are so unexpected. While there are technical and artistic flaws that need to be examined by company, they are few and relatively immaterial given the overall strength of the program. Snappy Dance Theater has stumbled upon a genre of dance that has been relatively unexplored by local dance companies. It offers a brand of contemporary movement unique within a community that often seems to focus on more traditional forms of dance. For a fledgling company, Snappy Dance Theater is surprisingly strong. As it continues to carve a niche for its unusual and particular blend of movement styles, it is sure to become one of the area's premiere dance companies.



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Authentic Indian dining exists just beyond your doorstep

Whether you boast being a cultured Indian food connoisseur or a novice to this exotic food realm, Diva is an excellent choice. Nestled comfortably on Elm Street in Davis Square, this Indian Bistro serves quality cuisine at a reasonable price. Although in the course of the past year they have cut back on some of their special touches, Diva remains a strong force to be contended with amongst other area Indian restaurants such as Harvard Square's Bombay Club. In fact, Diva was a strong contender in Boston Citysearch's "Best Cheap Eats" category. The pleasurable Diva experience begins upon crossing the restaurant's threshold. The dimmed lighting and general ambiance make for a perfect combination of eastern influence and trendy American style. Trendy light fixtures add to the charm, along with the comfortable oversized booths for two. The bar, although stocked with enough alcohol to kill an Irishman, is largely collecting dust. (In the numerous times I have given my tastebuds the pleasure of dining at Diva, I have never ordered so much as a beer, nor seen anyone else take advantage of its alcohol collection, for that matter.) The real pleasure, however, begins when the aromatic entree arrives. The menu provides a large range of choices designed to appeal to even the most finicky and tentative of diners. Chicken Tikki Masala is among one of the safer dishes for those of you with less adventurous taste buds, whereas Lamb Vindaloo guarantees that your mouth will be on fire until the Naked Quad Run. Each meal is served on an aesthetically pleasing white ceramic plate and comes with white rice. While the rice is a welcome addition to the meal, Diva tends to skimp on the portions. The unique combinations of spices characteristic of Indian food shine at this eatery. Definitely arrive with a large appetite, especially if you care to munch on the delicious but filling naan, a pre-meal munchie resembling pita bread that serves as Diva's answer to the traditional American pre-dinner buttered roll. Moving to the back of the restaurant, you might notice a plate-glass-enclosed room, usually containing a stern-looking chef within the confines of its walls. The customer may witness first-hand the making of the naan, as well as other interesting breads that the chef decides to prepare. Although he certainly doesn't give the friendliest looks, it's always fun to watch an expert doing his work. It also provides for great conversation if you're on an awkward first date. The army of soldiers that comprise Diva's staff are just that _ an army. As a result, the service is efficient, prompt, but very impersonal. They diligently refill your trendy blue water glasses (which, again, is key if you get the Vindaloo) but just as quickly give you your check. If you're looking for a perky waiter with "flare," Diva is most definitely not for you. The obvious intention of Diva's battalion of waiters is to provide efficient service. Unfortunately this is coupled an distinct lack of social skills. The overall experience, however, remains pleasurable. If you've heard nothing but positive reviews from prior Diva visitors, be forewarned that the restaurant's style has changed over the last year. Before this transformation, an appetizer of flattened bread was served with several different dips. It was the perfect appetizer to tide you over but not ruin your appetite until the main dishes arrived. To my dismay, I have discovered that Diva has since discontinued the complimentary appetizer. The restaurant has also undergone changes with respects to the presentation of its entrees. Dishes were once served in large copper dishes so groups could share and sample each other's orders, similar to a style that many Chinese restaurants employ. A large copper dish of rice was also included to assure that your Chicken Tikki Masala would assuredly not be without some rice on which to spread its succulent spices. After the changes were put in place, dishes were served on smaller plates _ which means smaller servings _ and the amount of rice served is barely enough to meet one's needs. Although this is an understandable move due to the dismal economy, some of the charm was lost with these alterations. If you want to make your mouth come alive again after months of bland dining hall food, Diva is a great choice for the awakening. Its interesting blend of dishes at a reasonable price combined with its proximate location make it an excellent option, whether for a night out with the parents, a first date or an dinner outing with your ten closest friends.


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Volleyball beats Emmanuel, gears up for tough rest of week

Overmatched: that is the best word to describe the Emmanuel volleyball team against the Jumbos on Tuesday. Overmatched in size, overmatched in skill, overmatched in cohesiveness. But with all this, it still took a good performance for the Jumbos to defeat a pesky Emmanuel squad. Emmanuel managed to stay around thanks to some gritty digs and deftly placed shots to the sides of the Tufts blockers. It seemed in the first set that the Jumbos would walk away easily with the victory, as they built a 28-13 lead. Working well together, the Jumbos were enthusiastic and loose, compared to a nervous and quiet Saints group. And while the serving game was working well for the Jumbos, the Saints had trouble even getting the ball over the net. The problem was brought to the forefront after a miss-hit by an Emmanuel server found the back of the head of an unsuspecting Emmanuel frontcourt player. But then, at 28-13 things quickly changed. Point after point began to go to the Saints. The Jumbos, for the first time in the match, were back on their heels. They had trouble setting up spikes, and their errors turned into points against them. Suddenly it turned from a blowout into a respectable score, with Tufts leading by just seven points, 29-22. "One more point!" had been the rallying cry from the bench, and the team, on the court for some time now, found that one point elusive. Coach Cara Thompson had seen enough and decided that it was time to regroup and called a timeout. But she never left her seat on the far end of the bench, allowing the players talked it over among themselves. The strategy worked, as the Jumbos managed to claim the first set. The run by Emmanuel was a wake up call that Tufts would have to play much better to ensure a win. It did, and bettered its record to 12-5. Tufts was dominant up front, using its clear height advantage, rendering the Emmanuel spiking game almost non-existent. As one distraught Emmanuel fan remarked after the game, "The tallest one (on Tufts) is six feet tall? I thought there were at least two around 6'3." " That is what it felt like, as the Tufts frontline had no problem getting the shots they wanted. Coming off a breakout tournament last weekend, freshman April Gerry led the team with 13 kills. Junior Amy Cronin also had a strong game, finishing off 11 points with spikes. The setting was done almost exclusively by Lindsey Moses, who accounted for all but one of the Jumbos' 32 assists. On defense, sophomore Emily Macy led the team in digs with 13, but it was a team effort defensively. The Jumbos seemed to always have at least two teammates around the person making a dig to ensure that the ball stayed up. The win was costly for the Jumbos though, as sophomore Rebecca Schaevitz had to be helped off the court at the end of the game. She appeared to have injured her right ankle. Over the weekend the Jumbos made the long trek up to Lewiston, ME to participate in the Bates Invitational. They emerged from the tournament with three wins and one loss. Gerry had a stellar weekend, totaling 53 kills, 21 of which came in the first game against Brandeis. For her efforts she was rewarded with All Tournament honors. "I'm on a new team, and it takes a little while to connect with the players," Gerry said, explaining why her level of play increased so dramatically over the weekend. "I've gotten my timing down better, and I'm working a lot better with Lindsey [Moses]." Tufts finished its weekend on a positive note, defeating both Johnson & Wales and Bowdoin handily, in three sets both times. Macy played well, as she led the team in digs in both games, with 16 and 15 respectively. "By the end of the weekend we were really flowing well as a team," Thompson said. "Everything had come together for us." Their play on Saturday was impressive, coming after a defeat at the hands of Western Connecticut, 3-1 on Friday night. The Tufts squad had beaten Western Connecticut 3-0 just a week ago, but it was a different story at Bates. It was a tense match, with the margin of victory for each set five points or less. Earlier in the day the Jumbos defeated Brandeis in four sets. After winning the first two sets, the Tufts team dropped the third set only to come back strong and defeat Brandeis 30-13 in the final set. The Jumbos are next in action today, away, at NESCAC opponent Wellesley. Wellesley also participated in the Bates Invitational emerging as eventual champion, so it should be a battle when these two teams meet. Game time is at 7 pm. On Friday and Saturday the Jumbos will be hosting a NESCAC weekend. Some great volleyball should be on display as the best teams from around New England will be present.


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Justice revisited

Last semester, we issued a call to action at Tufts University. While justice was being threatened and safety jeopardized, we refused to stand idly by as the walls of freedom fell down around us. Civil rights were at stake. The lives of thousands hung in the balance. It was a crucial period in Tufts history. That's right folks, for the entire school year the elevators in Dowling Hall endangered the lives of each and every person on this campus. They were operating with expired safety certificates, which led many students and freedom fighters to question their security. Out of concern not only for themselves, but also for the well-being of all Jumbos, said freedom fighters took action. In a March 2002 issue of The Tufts Daily, we published a viewpoint calling for justice, liberty, and safety in the name of the Dowling Elevators. A movement was born. Thousands of concerned citizens rallied around the cause. United in their quest for justice, the activists founded Safe Elevators At Tufts (SEAT). Since then, this group has called for the entire Jumbo community to "Take a SEAT" for elevator safety. The end of last semester was a formative period for the movement. Chalkings, information sheets, and campaign promises from the TCU Presidential candidates all showed this campus that we would not allow our cries for justice to fall on deaf ears. While the administration may have thought that cleverly planning a "summer break" between the "spring" and "fall" semesters would silence our calls for safety, they overlooked two crucial points. Freedom does not follow a school calendar, and justice does not take a summer vacation. While many students went "home" for the summer or got "jobs," the freedom fighters did not give up the fight. Working tirelessly around the clock, we saw to it that the elevators were inspected and that those certificates were renewed. The day that the safety certificates were renewed, we thought that our efforts had come to fruition. The sleepless nights we had spent strategizing had given way to victory. Justice had prevailed _ or so we thought... The celebration did not last long. We had barely finished playing pin the tail on the donkey when we realized that the inspector had only renewed the certificate until October 2002. Clearly, even he recognized the dismal state of the elevators by shortening the usual renewal period from one year to three months. An even grosser injustice than the short renewal was that the inspector had not renewed it at all. The inspector wrote "work" in huge red letters across the certificate, as if his writing were enough to repair the problems of the elevator. Our understanding of declaring an elevator safe is that any problems have been fixed. If work is needed, the elevator is not safe. A safety certificate with the word "work" emblazoned on it is the antithesis of a safety certificate. One might even refer to it as an UNsafety certificate. Thus, it is declared null and void, and is transformed instead into a public mockery of safety on this campus. It would be one thing if this unacceptable "safety certificate" were posted and immediately followed up by repairs. Perhaps it is too much to ask of an elevator inspector to be an elevator repairman as well. However, it has been two months since this fraudulent safety certificate appeared. Now, we don't claim to be elevator experts, but two months?!?! We believe that is sufficient time to "test fire recall." (What does that even mean?) Not to mention being enough time to fix the seventh floor button in the left elevator. How hard is it to make a button light up, inspector?!?! Some of our nay-sayers may have hoped that we were gone _ one viewpoint and we're done. But no, we are back. In fact, we never really left. We will be here until those elevators are safe and justice is returned to this university. These injustices surely shock and appall all Tufts students. Now it's time to take that passion and turn it into action. It's go time _ put your game face on. We're moving on up. Our seventh floor button is lit. We will not be silenced by irresponsible elevator inspectors. We must continue to fight for the values that we hold nearest to our collective heart. We believe it was the Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr. who said, "The time is always right to do what is right." It's never too late to join us in our quest for justice. Other causes may ask you to take a stand. But no no no, my friend... we are asking you to TAKE A SEAT! Rachel Hoff is a junior majoring in peace and elevator Studies. Emily Rhodes is a junior majoring in quantitative elevatornomics. Both are committed to a safer tomorrow for the entire Tufts community.


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A sports reporter's travel log

When the plans finally came together last week for several sports editors, myself included, to travel to Maine and report on the five Tufts teams that would be playing at Bowdoin, you knew there was no way this would be a boring trip. For starters, team coverage of this magnitude had never been attempted by Daily staffers before. It was bound to be comical. Second of all, well, let's just get to the log, shall we? Saturday, 9:45 a.m. _ The traveling reporters, Manali, Schwartz and I, met at Dunkin Donuts on Boston Ave. It was an early start to the day so we would not miss any of the afternoon action at Bowdoin. I got myself a ham, egg and cheese breakfast sandwich on a plain bagel from Dunkin Donuts, and we were off. (Honestly, is there anything in the world more satisfying than a ham egg and cheese breakfast sandwich on a plain bagel from Dunkin Donuts? Am I crazy? Is anybody even reading this?) I, a Maine native, sat in the front seat and served as the navigator, while Schwartz (avid Yankee fan) sat in the back mulling over New York's loss the night before, and Manali drove. 10:45 a.m. _ Still far too early to be driving anywhere on a Saturday morning, we found ourselves through New Hampshire, crossing the bridge into Maine. We drove across, got our passports stamped, and headed up I-95. Immediately after crossing the boarder, Schwartz was on the phone with his mom, a conversation that went something like this. Schwartz: Mom, I'm in Maine. Just thought you should know. I love you. The game last night was like watching a relative die slowly. I don't want to talk about it. Bye. The Beautiful Marjorie Schwartz: Bye. (It was a strange feeling to see a Yankee fan in a state like this. I was never sure if I should laugh, cry, get angry, violent, or what. I'll get back to this.) 12:45 p.m. _ We finally arrived at Bowdoin, and started to make our way around to all of the events. We watched women's soccer, men's soccer, field hockey, and tennis, and we couldn't help but notice that the football field was nowhere in sight. Everything else was pretty much right next to each other, but no football field. With game time approaching, Schwartz and I decided to ask a Bowdoin field hockey player where it was. Seemed like a logical choice, clearly someone who would know her way around the school. This is the conversation, verbatim. Schwartz: Excuse me, do you know where the football field is? Field Hockey Player: The football field? Schwartz: Where they play the football games. Field Hockey Player: Oh. It's sort of out there, kind of to the left, sort of take a right, walk through the woods for a while... ask somebody else. An absolute genius this woman was. I think that when you can't find the football field at your own school, and you're an athlete, it's time to take a good look in the mirror and consider what the hell it is you're doing with your life. Maybe that was a little harsh. 1:55 p.m. _ Traveling without a photographer, I was forced to make an utter fool of myself and take pictures of the football game. To some (Manali), my awkward handling of a camera and tripping over my own two feet was almost too funny to handle. But to others (the ten year old boy who inexplicably accosted me) it was the most fascinating thing ever. Boy: Are you taking pictures for TV? Me: No, my camera isn't big enough. Boy: Are you from Bowdoin? Me: No, I'm from Tufts. Boy: Me too. I like the Tufts. Me: You're from Tufts? Boy: Yup I'm ten. Quite a fascinating dialogue really. All this while my colleagues pointed and laughed. Thanks guys. 4:45 p.m. _ Games over, hungry and tired, the traveling reporters headed back to "the Tufts." To ease the hunger pains ravaging my stomach, we stopped at a Wendy's drive thru. (Of all fast foods I think Wendy's really takes the cake. You really have to hand it to Dave Thomas. The man knows, I mean knew how to cook. And oh the Frosties. My Lord. I'm rambling again...) We ordered up our food _ spicy chicken sandwiches, drinks, a few Frosties, and pulled up to the window. Manali (still driving) paid for the food, and took off, forgetting the fact that grabbing the food was part of the equation. Really a pretty natural thing to do, pay for something, get nothing, decide you're satisfied and then leave without your Frosties. Solid work. 6:25 p.m. _ Driving home, we tuned into the Yankees-Angels game after Schwartz had been making frequent phone calls home to check on the score. It was around this time that the Angels busted out everything they had against the Yanks pitching staff, and rocked them to the tune of eight runs. They really just kept piling it on. Watching Schwartz go through this was truly a unique experience. I was absolutely at a complete loss for what to do. Part of me wanted to cheer out loud and scream about rally monkeys and Angels in the outfield, but the other part of me felt badly for the devoted fan sitting in the front seat who was having his heart ripped out. Absolutely fascinating. And you could tell he didn't quite know what to do either, because something like this never happens to the Yankees. If you ever get the chance to watch the Yankees lose big in the presence of a true Yankee fan (and by true I mean someone who won't become a Mets fan as soon as the game is over) I suggest you do it. It's a real emotional roller coaster. 7:30 p.m. _ We arrived back at Tufts, the Yankees losers, and all three sports reporters at a loss for how to feel. Tired, confused, and without a Frosty, I walked home, wrote up my article, and ate some Cheerios. The day was success, one bound to be repeated in the not so distant future, and I sat back and relaxed, dreaming of Frosties and comfortably imagining Yankee fans around the world saying "Just wait until next year."


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Men's cross country poised for largest meet of the year

With about 50 teams and approximately 350 runners from top Div. I, II and III schools, Friday afternoon's All-New England Championship meet at Franklin Park could be the men's cross country team's most difficult test yet. This weekend's meet "will not be your usual weekend jog," coach Connie Putnam said. The course at Franklin is not as strenuous as other's that the team has competed on this season, but Putnam expects the mass of runners to make the course that much more difficult. "This situation has a lot of potential pitfalls," Putnam said. "There are a lot of runners, and you're packed in really tightly. You have to make decisions; do you try to stay with a group and maybe get pushed beyond your pace? You can get caught in a slow pack that's hard to escape from. You can get too excited and start out too fast. You need to be consistent." Providence dominated last year's All-New England Championships, as the team placed runners first, second, third, fifth, and sixth overall. The Jumbos also did well in the meet, as they finished tenth out of 42 schools and first among Div. III schools. Tufts beat out Bowdoin, MIT, Keene St., Williams, Bates, and Amherst, among others. "If we finish in the top ten again this year, with the young team we have, I would probably go out and celebrate," Putnam said. "This will be the largest race most of these guys have ever run in. It can be overwhelming, but at the same time, a lot of fun." Junior Brian McNamara, who is currently injured but ran in the race last year, agreed. "It's a great race," McNamara said. "It sort of simulates the NCAAs, so that's a good experience." A strong finish for the Jumbos could give them NESCAC bragging rights for the entire year. "I think it's important, because it's for pride," Putnam said. "But I try not to make it too important to the kids, because it's a tough race with a lot of teams and people." How intense will the competition be? Consider that the fastest time this year for a Jumbo is Nate Brigham's 26:33, which would have earned him 90th overall in last year's New England Championships. "There will be Div. I kids running their first mile at 4:30," Putnam said. "You shouldn't get yourself too emotionally attached to any one race with all the other ones we've got coming up. From here on out, every meet will be significant." So far Putnam's squad has finished near the top of the pack in three of its four meets this season. The team opened the year by running to a second place finish at the Hayseed Classic and placed seventh out of 31 teams at the UMass-Dartmouth Invitational on Sept. 21. Two weekends ago, at the Jumbo Invitational, the team finished second to Amherst out of six teams. This result was somewhat disappointing since the team was gunning for first and fell short by only four points. The team's worst showing, at least on paper, came during its second meet of the season, the Dartmouth Invitational. There the team finished fifth out of sixth teams, behind extremely strong competition such as Div. I powers Dartmouth and Providence, Div. II Lowell, and Keene State, who may be the best Div. III team in New England. The Jumbos will follow up this weekend's meet with the James Early Invite on Oct. 19, which will give the team a sneak peek at the Westfield State course, where the NCAA New England Championship will be held. After another bye week, the team winds down its season with an extremely busy November: the NESCAC Championship at Grafton on Nov. 2, the ECAC Championships at Williams on Nov. 11, and the NCAA qualifiers at Westfield on Nov. 16. "After that," Putnam said, "where we go is up to us."


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Paige Hall under construction

In an effort to bring unity to the education department, Paige Hall, one of Tufts' most historic buildings, is undergoing interior renovations. The construction, which began this summer, will result in new bathrooms, minor floor plan changes, and electrical upgrades to make the building more suitable for use as classrooms and faculty offices. For a department that has been moved and split into two buildings, the promise of new, consolidated facilities is worth waiting for some renovations to be completed, Education Department Administrator Patricia Romeo said. "Once that major renovation is over, we won't be moving at all," Romeo said. "We know the outcome is going to be fabulous." Renovations to the building were tailored to the needs of the new tenants, according to Vice President of Operations John Roberto said. At the moment, the Department of Education is housed in both Paige Hall and 120 Packard Ave, but it will be consolidated once the construction is finished. The focus of the renovations is on electrical upgrades, new carpet, and new ceilings for the 110-year-old building. This construction isn't as disruptive as the work done over the summer, and workers try to minimize the noise in the academic quad. "The building was originally a dorm, so the bathrooms are being modernized to be more compatible with today's use," Roberto said. The first floor is being completely refurbished as well, in order to house the Curriculum Resource Center for education students. Those renovations are expected to be complete by December. Two large faculty offices are in the process of being converted into three smaller offices and all the computer resources will be consolidated into one room. Most of these floor plan renovations took place before the beginning of the fall semester. The next phase of interior renovation will take place over the semester break, and will take place in the offices that are occupied during the semester. "It's not as disruptive as a renovation during the academic year," Roberto said. "We'll renovate the space while it's freed up." The occupants of Paige Hall have noticed slight inconveniences from the construction, but are optimistic about the outcome. "There's a lot of normal construction dust and noise," Romeo said. L/R Construction is the firm working on the first floor and has been there about three weeks, according to L/R construction worker Brian Keenan said. According to Romeo, Paige Hall is long overdue for these renovations and the technological upgrades are will be a welcome change. "Tufts has a problem finding space," Romeo said, "so they try very hard to update." Paige Hall's long-time tenants, the psychology department, vacated the building last year in favor of their new facility on Boston Ave. Though they are not moving to a brand new building, the education department hopes to secure a similar kind of unity from Paige Hall that the Psychology Department has gained from their new, unified building. The Department of Education is "delighted" about the changes to their building. "We'll be a one-unit department again," Romeo said. The education department has moved frequently before finally receiving a permanent home at Paige. "Having most of the faculty at 120 Packard has been difficult for faculty, staff, and students," Romeo said. "Communication will be better if the department is all in one building." Built in 1892 as housing for students of the now-defunct Crane Theological School, the building was named after Lucius R. Paige, a trustee of what was then Tufts College. Paige Hall was constructed at the same time as Miner Hall, and the two buildings later became the site of classes for Jackson College between 1910 and 1915. The Fischer Arcade, which links the two buildings was added in 1929. Together, Miner and Paige Halls frame one of the most famous entrances to Tufts, the Memorial Steps. Any renovations "would certainly acknowledge the character of the building," Roberto said. The only major work that will occur in the future will be a roof replacement, which is on the deferred maintenance list. In keeping with the preservation of the building's character, "the roof would be slate," Roberto said.


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The pedia-who?

Like many Tufts juniors, I spent my junior spring studying abroad in Sevilla, Spain _ the beautiful capital of Andalucia. The five months I spent in Europe were the best five months of my life, hands down. I returned to the States on June 25 with a newfound appreciation for relaxation, a different outlook on America, a better understanding of myself, and to paraphrase the legendary poet Black Rob, a stomachache like whoa! At first I thought the surging pain in my abdominal region was merely a simple case of food poisoning. "Maybe you should get it checked out before you go back to school," my mom said to me. "I don't need to go to the doctor," I told her. "It's nothing. Besides, I'm a big college boy, I can take care of myself!" "Really? Then why have I been cooking every meal for you this summer and doing your dirty laundry?" she replied with a sarcastic satisfaction. "Next thing you know you'll want me to shave your random little patches of facial hair!" She did have a good point, and after nearly two months and three excruciatingly painful flare-ups, I gave in and went to see good ol' Doc Warner. Doc Warner is the local pediatrician and has been treating me ever since I was a wee-little twerp. I hadn't seen the good doctor for quite some time, and as I swung open the glass door to his office it dawned on me that maybe a 21-year-old man isn't fit to see a pediatrician anymore _ regardless of whether he cooks his own food or washes his own clothes. After checking in at the front desk, I took the last seat in the "well section." What I never understood is that the "well section" and "sick section" each consist of a single row of seats facing each other. The explanation for this is quite simple: doctors are a cunning and greedy bunch. Although it is dishonest, conniving, and in no way justifiable, I have to give Doc Warner credit; he's a hell of a businessman. My guess is that he learned this ingenious seating arrangement in medical school while studying air-born germs in conjunction with the famous equation, more sickness = more money. The real beauty of air-born germs is that whether they're real or not, they're a surefire revenue generator for doctors around the world. Assuming air-born germs are real, kids sitting in the "sick section" will infect those sitting in the "well section" by sneezing, coughing, wheezing, snarfing, scarfing, or breathing heavily. On the other hand, even if air-born germs are a hoax it will not stop paranoid parents from panicking after their children have been exposed to the dreaded "sick section." Both cases usually lead to the same end: more sick children, more trips to the doctor, and therefore, more money. At that point I decided to vacate my seat in an attempt to avoid the germs of the little 5 year-old boy who sat directly across from me, spitting up golf ball size wads of phlegm and coughing harder than a 4-pack-a-day smoker. As I got to my feet I tripped on one of the many matchbox cars scattered across the floor (yet another sly way Doc Warner tries to inflate the medical bills). When I regained my balance and stood up I found myself face to face with Patricia Pawluk, a girl I had had a crush on since ninth grade. She wasn't the most intelligent girl, but she had two things going for her in high school _ she was pretty and popular. "Patricia, how are you doing? I haven't seen you in so long," I said to her. "Hey..." Her awkward pause and squinty eyes told me she had no clue who I was. "I know...it's been a long time...umm...how are you doing?" "Do you remember me? I'm Adam Goodman, I sat two rows behind you in tenth grade English." "I knew that!" she lied. "Alan Goodman, I remember you." "Adam...my name is Adam Goodman." "What? When did you change your name to Adam?" she inquired as a confused and puzzled look enveloped her countenance. "No, my name has always been Adam." "Oh, wow! Huh," she squeaked. "I always thought your name was Alan. Didn't you use to have a lot of zits on your face, too?" While contemplating how to respond to her gracious question, I noticed two silver dollar-sized chestnut brown eyes peering intently at me from the baby carriage parked two feet behind her. "Whoa, is that your baby?" I asked with a dash of disbelief in my voice. "Yeah, that's Parker. Parker just had an appointment with Dr. Warner." "Parker, that's a handsome name. He has striking eyes." "Ugh! Parker is a girl, and her name is beautiful, not handsome," she retorted, as her nose rose into the air and her puffy lips tensed up. "Why are you here anyways, Adam? You don't still go to the pediatrician, do you? Because that would be, like, totally pathetic." My mind instantaneously zoomed into hyper mode. Think of an excuse, think of an excuse, think of an excuse, make it up, make anything up, say something! The sooner you say something the sooner it will all be over. "Well...uh...no, I'm here to pick up, uh... my little sister. Yeah, I'm here to get her. I stopped going to Dr. Warner a couple years ago. I was getting too old for..." Just then the scratchy voice of the head nurse began to speak into the intercom and cut me off. "Adam Goodman, Adam Goodman, Doctor Warner is ready to see you." After my appointment I realized that I didn't care that I had made a fool of myself in front of Patricia. It would never happen again. Nor did I care that my stomach had begun to violently gurgle. I had made it. My last visit to the pediatrician was a thing of the past. I no longer had to fear adolescent, air-born, waiting room viruses. I was now a man _ a man who cooks for himself and does his own laundry, and so what if I have patchy facial hair?


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New brand of humor takes center stage in Inman Square

"You want waffles? Well, then stick your hand in the toaster!" shouts a gruff father-like caricature to his thirty-five year old infant. "I want momma to come back," whines the 5'8", pony-tailed little guy. Sound oddly funny? It should be. At Improv Boston, the weird and outrageous tend to lead to unexpected bursts of humor. For the past 20 years, Improv Boston has been providing the greater Boston area with humor, spontaneity and a forum for scripted theater's new dashing and talented cousin _ improvisation. Located in Inman Square, where talented Bostonite and former original Saturday Night Live member Jane Curtin performed in the 1960s, there is certainly a legacy of comedy surrounding the cozy theater with the blunt red brick backdrop and well-loved seats. Using long-form improv as their theatrical weapon of choice, the Main Stage show at Improv Boston's entire one-hour show is derived solely from one audience suggestion _ the question "What's your favorite thing to do when you skip out on of work?" Geared towards a younger audience, it wasn't surprising that the first and only suggestion was "sex." However, what was pleasantly surprising was just how much creativity the Improvers used with that one simple idea. With the control and ease of a practiced surgeon, these performers picked apart the idea of "sex" to include: solicitors, cheerleaders, a shop-aholics meeting, two girl friends discussing a Cosmo quiz, a man falling in love with his floor, and many others. What's more, most of the scenes were fluid and believable. Between unexpected musical numbers to practically choreographed physical actions, the cast members were extremely well-rehearsed, if that's possibly for a wholly off the top show. Another large reason for Improv Boston's success is the performers' self-confidence, not only in themselves but in their troupe as a whole. This leads to many daring comedic moments, although the ice-breaker at this particular show unfortunately had little to do with any of the Improv Boston cast members. The audience really began loosen up when one of the troupe members picked a hula shirt-wearing, lee-toting, whiskey-swigging drunk guy out of the crowd who was too gone to even understand the rules of the particular game that the group was about to play. Whether the audience was remembering its own times of utter delusionment or was just simply amused by this buffoon, somehow after "El Jefe," as the drunk was named by one of the performers, got onstage, everything was just...funnier. That short scene was just more evidence proving that improv as an art form is entirely unpredictable. As a result of this, half of the time in the theater is spent laughing, the other half waiting to laugh. One of the keys to truly great improv lies in the performers' ability to create interesting and alive enough characters so that the audience doesn't loose interest in the "down time" between laughs. Subsequently, the laughs are usually louder and the comedy richer. The majority of the time, Improv Boston was able to perform at this level. One of the most successful scenes of Saturday's show was a scene involving two cast members playing incongruous lovers _ the woman wanted the man to pretend to be her Greek lesbian lover. While farfetched on the surface, whenever the man would say anything over the top (such as "My father was Odysseus"), the woman would get hurt and upset, complaining that the man wasn't taking her seriously. The entire scene wasn't bursting-out-of-your-drawers funny, but the characters were so genuine, lovable and unexpected that the "down time" was as entertaining as the more clearly comedic parts. The only times that Improv Boston did not wholly succeed at entertaining was when their humor became just a bit too experimental for the audience. A large part of improvisation is centered around taking risks. Some times greatness occurs, sometimes...not. An up and coming form of art, improvisational theater is still grappling to find both its place in the theater realm and the world of art as a whole. With popular venues such as Whose Line is it Anyway? and Comedy Sports providing a more general sense of entertainment, Improv Boston is slowly making its way up the ranks. However, because it is so eclectic, it is difficult to provide an apt description of it under one heading. There are two styles of improvisational comedy: one is short-form improv, like Whose Line and Comedy Sports, whose main purpose is to elicit laughs from the audience. The other is long-form improv like that of Improv Boston, which is a bit more obscure and focused more on character development and scene work. Both are sensational interpretations of comedy that will surely gain recognition as they gain popularity. But the bottom line, at least for poor college students, is that being still in its inventive stages, improvisation comedy is cheap. There are different variations of shows five nights a week at Improv Boston, let alone elsewhere in the city with prices ranging from $5 to $10 a show. It's BYOB, and for a night of live entertainment, that ain't bad. For more information contact (617) 576-1253 or visit >www.improvboston.com.


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ELBO seats filled after two years of shortage

For the first time in two years, all Elections Board (ELBO) seats are filled following Monday's selection of three new members. Freshmen Jennifer Salluzzo, Abby Lillianfeld, and Elizabeth Oo have joined Chair Joe Coletti and Vice-Chair Andrew Stearns as ELBO board members. The board oversees elections for positions on the Tufts Community Union (TCU) Senate, the TCU Judiciary, and the Committee on Student Life (CSL). Coletti and Stearns were the only members of ELBO when they conducted the general elections last spring and the freshmen elections this fall. The additional members will allow them to spread the work out so "no one will be overwhelmed and a [we will be a] more efficient body," Coletti said. When ELBO has three or fewer members, the amount of work becomes overwhelming because there is no one who can take care of some of the smaller tasks and details, Coletti said. Since elections occur at the beginning of the year and are not spread out throughout the year, "there's so much to do right away." A committee made up of the chairs and members of the Senate, Judiciary, and CSL appointed the new members. Salluzzo, Lillianfeld and Oo were the only candidates who ran for the three open spots. The appointment process was "pretty casual," Salluzzo said. Lillianfeld will serve as treasurer, Salluzzo as director of public relations, and Oo as historian and assistant director of public relations. Each member will conduct specific internal tasks required to run an election, such as confirming the status of candidates, setting up debates, and putting advertisements in campus publications, Coletti said. Even though all three new members are freshmen, Salluzzo does not doubt that they will be positive additions to the board. "...It will make it easier on [Coletti and Stearns'] part," she said. The April general elections mark the first scheduled, ELBO-run elections this academic year, allowing ample time to train the new members. ELBO will soon hold a training session with Student Activities Director Jodie Nealley. Unscheduled elections can arise, however, if a senator, judiciary member, or CSL member quits mid-year. Coletti is confident that the new members will be able to conduct an efficient election if such a situation arises. "You learn by doing," Coletti said, although additional training may be needed. "They may not pick up everything during the election," he said. The Office of Students Activities began an ELBO member-training program last year, after last year's freshmen senate election mishap. Then-Chair of ELBO Shane Mason did not communicate effectively with fellow members, causing election postponement and the resignation of most of the board, former member Valentino Caruso told the Daily last year. Additionally, information was not sent to I-Ballot.com, the company which was to hold the elections online. While many have referred to ELBO membership as a thankless job, Salluzzo is not fazed. "It's behind the scenes. I don't think anybody expects more than that," she said. What matters is that "they enjoy it and they get things done." Salluzzo became aware of ELBO's role on campus when she ran for Senate last month. During the freshmen elections, she "admired all the work [Coletti] put into it." "I wanted to be involved in student government, and since Senate didn't work out ELBO seemed like a good possibility," Salluzzo said.


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Big names and big ideas do not make the movie

Disclaimer: Rules of Attraction is not your average teenybopper flick, and if you go into the movie looking for many drawn out, emotional moments scored by Paula Cole or Edwin McCain, you will have no idea what is going on. In fact, this is not a teenybopper flick at all. Rules of Attraction stars James Van Der Beek, Ian Somerhalder, Shannyn Sossamon, and Tufts' very own Jessica Biel. The movie takes place at a fictional liberal arts college and is essentially about the startling teenage angst that defines our generation (Who would have thought?). "Nobody will know anybody... ever" seems to be the underlying theme here, repeated frequently throughout the film. After being shocked, seduced, and sickened at the end of the film, you are left with a feeling of emptiness and confusion, asking yourself "So, what's the point?" Your guess is as good as mine. This film somehow succeeds at alienating almost every type of moviegoer. If you are a Dawson's Creek fan, you'll be disappointed with Van Der Beek's role as Satan (although not so explicitly stated) in the movie. That's right _ the WB's sensitive, contemplative teenage heartthrob is a drug dealer, an alleged rapist, but worst of all just a big jerk. We follow him throughout the movie as he screws over (quite literally) many of his so-called friends. But no matter how hard Van Der Beek tries, he'll never be that tough, godless rebel which he so clearly yearns to be. Too much screen time was wasted with close-ups of the actor with a hard-knock grin on his face, staring into oblivion. The WB also, in fact, donated another one of its young, admirable stars: 7th Heaven's Biel. Fans of show (if they exist at an intelligent university like Tufts) will be disappointed with Biel's role as a prostitute (again, it's not explicitly stated); in the opening sequence she "got drunk and did the entire football team." If you're not alienated yet, then Fred Savage's cameo as a theory-mumbling heroin addict ought to do it. That's right, my friends, this is the end of the innocence. What happened to America's adolescent role models? Next thing you know, Steve Urkel will start doing softcore pornography. It all dates back to when Elizabeth Berkley (Saved By the Bell) had to go and star in the trashy classic Show Girls. So it goes. If you can't stand visceral depictions of sex, drugs, homosexuality, and death, then you do not want to see this movie. In fact, Rules of Attraction boasts ten on-screen orgasms, two gay kisses, 20 female nipple shots, 24 instances of drug use, six suicide attempts, and one choreographed bed-dance to a George Michael song (which is sadly the high point of the film). I wish I could say that this movie is in no way, shape, or form, accurate, but that would make me almost as stupid as Biel's character when she says: "If a condom is 98 percent accurate, then, if he wears two, it'll be 196 percent accurate!" If this movie bears any artistic merit at all, it lies in the sometimes odd, puke-stained camera angles, and also in the incredibly novel idea of having the plot run backwards (Memento, anyone?). The movie can also be seen as a no-holds-barred expose of reckless teenage behavior. According to Rules' director/writer Roger Avery, the film apparently "begins when you leave the theater," and is basically a "condemnation" of teenage recklessness. Rules of Attraction is "a fairly accurate social satire about everything that was going on around me" in college, said Avery at a telephone press conference sponsored by Lion's Gate Entertainment. Given that, the movie's artistic merit could lie in the accuracy of the film. Avery did in fact accomplish this; however, an accurate portrayal of teenage angst is hardly a new idea _ in fact, it is one of the most hackneyed of all. The characters in this movie are extremely two-dimensional, and, worst of all, none of them gain any new understanding of their worlds. There is never any sign of redemption or conclusion to any conflict. The one subplot that involves Van Der Beek's secret crush committing suicide has potential to reach at least some conclusion; however, he never learns who this character actually is and that his malice caused her to kill herself. Avery's reason for choosing not to enlighten Van Der Beek of the suicide was that he wanted to portray a certain "anti-romanticism," and thus keep the girl's suicide completely meaningless." And meaningless it was. But if Avery thinks that portraying many intertwined instances of meaninglessness will give his movie some meaning, he is greatly mistaken. Rules of Attraction resonates like a bad Nirvana cover band _ too much distortion, no substance holding it together, and just a bunch of wasted angst. In the end there really is no plot _ just a cadre of self-tortured, ignorant college students in no specific plot structure, and a truck load of pseudo-poetic meaning and masturbatory monologues to which the director desperately tries to add depth. As the screenwriter comes in to try to insert some meaning into the movie with snow dramatically blankets the college campus, you can literally feel the movie falling apart at the seams. This is a dark, perverse film with serious societal undertones _ not so much the ones intended by director Roger Avery, but more in the fact that the movie was never produced for mass media in the first place. It is essentially a combination of Dawson's Creek, Memento, Animal House, and Debbie Does Dallas. It lacks appeal, making it one of the biggest money-wasters in theaters this fall.


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Students join in opposition to war in Iraq

The concept of fighting for peace has an oxy-moronic ring to it, at least in nomenclature. But this Monday, students and faculty protested political action against Iraq in a rally held on the Tisch library patio. A new Tufts organization, the "Tufts Coalition to Oppose the War in Iraq" was created a few weeks ago, as the issue of war with Iraq became more prominent in the media, and as President Bush indicated that he wanted the US to become more aggressive. The group is still establishing its identity and has no strict hierarchy or precise meeting schedule. Its members have placed more of an emphasis on the message and the meaning of their fight than about the structure of the organization. Current events have helped the organization to quickly mobilize in their goal of taking action to show strong opposition to the pro-war movement. "I am just very happy that this group has started," senior Rebecca Batchelder said. "I am looking forward to showing my opposition." The birth of the group occurred through the motivation of Gary Goldstein, a professor in the Physics Department, who wrote an email about his disagreement on Bush's foreign policy that was circulated among students and University faculty members. As people became progressively more committed to the issue, the a group of students and faculty sprang into action. Many of the students stumbled upon the first meeting on Sept. 25 by chance, while others sought a political group that could give them a voice to express their opposition to the war. "I found out thanks to a friend," Batchelder said. "It begins with a few students against war and now is still forming itself." Faculty who have involved themselves in the group say the interaction of professors and students on an important topic in scoiety is what education is all about. "As educators, we had the responsibility of warning people and teaching them on this political issue," he said. "As a professor, I think it is important to teach political engagement," Sociology Professor Paul Joseph said. At the forefront of the group's focus is the argument that the reasons given by politicians to legitimate the war are false. According to the group, it is necessary to show people that there is no credible evidence that Iraq as a nation had anything to do with the Sept. 11 terrorist attacks. As a nation, Iraq is suffering crippling sanctions imposed by the US, and those opposed to the war believe that it cannot constitute a significant threat to the US. Officials in foreign countries such as Turkey, Saudi Arabia, and Russia, could be potentially be victims of Iraqi Scud missiles, yet, unlike the US, they do not feel threatened by Iraq and oppose an attack, the group members say. All these arguments aim at uncovering the alleged conspiracy and the lack of objectivity of both the government and the media, stresses the group. "Lately I read that the Bush administration was worried because Iraq is possibly buying uranium from Africa," Goldstein said. "As a physician, I can tell you that even if it's true, it would take them three to five years to do anything with it." The group is also displeased with the media's portrayal of the situation, questioning why Al Gore's anti-attack comments hit the 14th page of The Boston Globe, whereas any Bush quote stating the same month-old information hits the front page day after day. Needless to say, many of the members of the group are opposed to the idea of war in itself. Goldstein had already been fighting against the war in Afghanistan when Bush began hinting at an attack on Iraq. "It is a year now since I have been busily involved in political actions, calling my congressmen and my senators," he said. Joseph chose to parallel fighting against war in Vietnam in 1963 to the present opposition, giving what many believe to be his strongest argument. "The violence that accompanies war is wide-spread," he said, "and it is always worse than the positive goals of the war." One of the group's largest hurdles in forming into a cohesive unit is not in regard to differences in commonalities and reasons for opposition, but in finding the strongest rhetoric that will motivate people to act. "Our main goal is teaching," Professor Carol Linch of the English Department said. Indeed, the group is eager to organize further action both on- and off-campus. Ideas and propositions erupt from all sides. There is also a concern about relating to their audience _ the group wants to clearly express its messages without seeming too arrogant or dogmatic? Once the group has achieved its goals on the homefront, it hopes to move off-campus. "Even though we focus on more campus actions, we also want to educate outside campus," senior Erin Dwyer said. The group is indeed very concerned with what is going on in the Boston area, as well as in New York and Washington DC. Members are quick to point to peace demonstrations in New York and anti-war protests that are being planned for later this October. In broadening its focus, the Tufts Coalition to Oppose the War in Iraq is looking forward to getting in contact with other student campus organizations from other schools, as well as peace groups from Somerville and Medford. Right now, an online petition opposing a military attack against Iraq is being spread among college campuses. The petition was written by a professor at the University of Minnesota and gained hundreds of signatures there before Nancy Kanwisher, a professor of cognitive neurosciences at MIT, put it on the Internet. It has since gained over 3,000 signatures from students and academics around the country. The group also hopes to reach out to the Tufts community and engage it in a debate about the war in Iraq. "The political action is the responsibility of the citizens, no matter who you are," Joseph said. "You need to be politically engaged." Julia Lifschultz and Jane Shtilman contributed to this article.


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Women's ultimate frisbee begins rebuilding year

While the Tufts E-Men have gotten much of the attention on the Tufts Ultimate Frisbee scene this year, there is another squad on campus that deserves just as much recognition. The Tufts E-Wo(Elephant Women) are making waves of their own as they look forward to the spring season and the remainder of this fall's practice season. With last year's starting line graduated, there is an influx of new talent that could take this team for an interesting ride this season. "I think that this will be an important rebuilding year for us. There are a lot of excited new girls on the squad who look like they are ready to fill the shoes of the girls we lost," said second semester junior Amanda Sommers, who is a co-captain along with senior Annemarie Braun. "The freshman class is real enthusiastic. I think they're further ahead than we were at this point last year," sophomore Emily Estrada said. Replacing veteran talent is nothing new to the E-Wo. Last year, they were faced with the loss of ten seniors from the class of 2001. Among those ten was Johanna Neuman, the Callahan Award winner as the best female Frisbee player in the country. Last year, despite the loss of those impact players, the squad managed to make it to the New England Regional semi finals at Dartmouth, where they lost to rival Williams after a solid showing. The girls have already had one tournament, which was held at Yale two weeks ago. At that tournament, the team finished 2-2, losing to Dartmouth and Williams but defeating Harvard and Wesleyan. The fall tournaments are more for exhibition and practice than competition though. "We took it slow in this tournament, but we'll get intense again in the spring," Sommers said. "It was real windy, so that made it harder. But it didn't matter that much. We just wanted to have a good time and mess around and see what some of the freshmen could do," sophomore Emily Kaplan said. In addition to the tournaments, the team practices two times a week as well as play pickup games with the E-Men on Fridays. While one might think that there would be a rivalry between the E-Men and the E-Wo, there is more of a kinship than anything. "We could not have been more proud of the guys then when they got the bid to nationals last year," Kaplan said. There are those, however, who think that the E-Wo have not been paid as much attention as they may have deserved. "I think the guys get more of the spotlight because they went to nationals last year. Most people don't know that there is a girl's ultimate team here at Tufts. We had a great season last year, too, even though we didn't make it to Nationals", sophomore Berenice Diaz said. Either way, there is nothing but love between the two teams. The love is also felt between the E-Wo and their opponents. "The best thing about Ultimate Frisbee is what we call 'the spirit of the game'. Since there are no referees to interfere, there is more of a camaraderie developed between opposing teams. For a call to be made, we rely on each other's honor. We just feel close to the other team at all times", Kaplan said. The rapport between the E-Wo and other teams does not exist strictly on the field. It is ever present after the match is done as well. "We make up a cheer for the other teams to the tune of a popular song. The guys make fun of us because they're jealous that they can't do it," Kaplan quipped. "We will party with a team on the same day we play them. We definitely just like to have fun more than anything else." So while expectations are there for the E-Wo to do well this spring, they are well aware that sports and Frisbee especially, can only be fun if the players feel that kind of atmosphere is important. "We have a lot of skill and talent", Sommers said. "But our enthusiasm and how much we enjoy it will be what make us successful."


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Against attacking Iraq

Unmanned airplanes flying in from Iraq to attack American cities? Unnamed al Qaeda officials treated in Iraqi hospitals? America will create a democracy in Iraq? Weapons inspections that never "worked" _ though we all know they led to the destruction of vast quantities of dangerous weapons and the means to deploy them in the years before inspections broke down? These all are fantasies unsupported by fact and no facts have even been offered to support them. Many Americans are not convinced and will go on using their own voices _ not the president's "one voice"_ to say so. American officials calling for the assasination of foreign heads of state as part of a new general policy of pre-emptive first strikes when no clear threat is present? This is nothing but aggression by another name. It is wholly contrary to the best of American traditions as are the administration's unconstitutional methods for dealing with those it suspects _ Americans and non-Americans alike _ of terrorist entanglements. All of this is part of the most massive propaganda campaign Americans have ever been witness to, and its goal is transparent: the exploitation of the reasonable fears and insecurities of Americans for the sake of political gain and the establishment of a pax Americana empire for real abroad. We should all be urging our lawmakers to exercise some courage of their own by standing up for principle and peace by voting against the resolution to allow the president to attack Iraq. Geoffrey Gardner English Department East Hall


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Audience in stitches over BLO's 'Il barbiere di Siviglia'

Last week marked the opening of the Boston Lyric Opera's (BLO) hysterically upbeat production of Rossini's romantic comedy Il barbiere di Siviglia _ more familiarly known in English as The Barber of Seville. And, as explained by one audience member at this past Sunday's matinee performance, the opera "can only be described as silly." A talented cast of seasoned operatic veterans as well as some new shining stars helped bring such humor to life on the stage of the historic Shubert Theater in downtown Boston. Keith Phares, an outstanding and experienced baritone, delivered a brilliant performance of the classic role of Figaro_ the barber who can give the closest shave by day and helps a pair of star-crossed lovers by night (for a price, of course.) BLO newcomers Lawrence Brownlee and Margaret Lattimore, the two lovers in question, were delightful in both their singing and their characterization. Brownlee, as Count Almaviva, especially succeeded feigning an array of disguised characters as he and Figaro plotted ways for the Count to win Rosina's heart. Though Lattimore may be a newcomer to the BLO she is certainly not new to her role of Rosina, which she has performed previously with at least four other opera companies. Her central aria, "Una voce poco fa," was nothing but perfection. Lattimore clearly took command of the stage, and seemed incredibly comfortable both with the musical and comedic demands of the role. Bass-baritone Terry Hodges, another newcomer to the Boston opera scene, nearly stole the show at times as the vain guardian of Rosina, Dr. Bartolo. Through comedy, tyrrany, and confusion, Dr. Bartolo tries to marry his ward before Figaro can pair her off with Count Almivava. Dr. Bartolo's maid, Berta, played by soprano Janna Baty, was the comic relief for many of the scenes, eventually performing her own aria and outwardly flirting with the pianist situated off to stage right. But if the BLO's fresh and talented cast was not enough to keep the audience in good humor, the massive set consisting of an Italian townhouse seemed to take on a life of its own. Though somewhat lacking in furniture and set pieces, the large background was a sight to behold each time a set change was made and gave the performers ample space to move around during the physical comedy scenes. The only downside to this afternoon of frolicking romantic humor was the pit orchestra. As an instrumentalist, the first thing I ever notice at a show where the pit is hidden underground or backstage is the balance. Unfortunately for the BLO, when they hired new members for their cast, they did not think to cut back on their pit. Stephen Lord, who has conducted other BLO productions including, Carmen and the upcoming Abduction from the Seraglio, definitely needed to tone down his pit a bit when the finales of each act began. The singers' mouths were clearly moving, but no one in the audience could hear a note being sung aside from a few high mellismas from the sopranos. When the tempo was upped, the cast proved unable keep pace with their conductor. In what should have been precise togetherness, the cast frequently strayed from one another and caused a domino effect of notes until the whirlwind end of a Rossini accelerando. It was disappointing after so many minutes spent in awe of the production, but looking back, the good moments rise above the rest. Hopefully this was just an acoustic flaw to be fixed before performances for the rest of the run. For those who love opera, this is a classic not to be missed. For those who don't, go anyway. You may be pleasantly surprised. Boston Lyric Opera's production of Rossini's 'Il barbiere di Siviglia' plays at the Shubert Theater, 256 Tremont Street, Boston, until Oct. 15. Ticket prices start at $32, with half-price student rush tickets available two hours before the show.