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Bowie fans can reminisce with compilation of seven years' worth of his classic tracks

Americans can rest easy tonight because "The Best of David Bowie 1980/1987," the Bowie compilation they have undoubtedly been waiting their entire lives for, has finally been released, or actually, re-released. All jokes aside, this is a great album. It's perfect for people low on either cash or Bowie albums from the '80s. The compilation features some of Bowie's best tracks outside of "The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars" (1972). "Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps)" (1980), "Let's Dance" (1983), "Tonight" (1984) and "Never Let Me Down" (1987) are all represented in the 19 songs on the disc, along with a separate DVD featuring music videos and a handful of singles. Don't worry -- "Under Pressure" is included, too.


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In Cambridge, two artists question individuality and influence

Artists continually draw on outside sources for inspiration, and their personal experiences always influence their work. Regardless of the results, influences from the world around the artist are impossible to avoid. "Davis, Cherubini, In Contention," the collaboration between sculptors Taylor Davis and Nicole Cherubini at MIT's List Visual Arts Center, takes this theme to new heights. Instead of simply drawing on one set of ideas and inspirations to channel into their work, the two artists work together on each piece so that two different sets of influences are directly infused into each finished product.


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MFA looks back at filmmaker Godard

Jean-Luc Godard once said, "All you need for a good movie is a girl and a gun." With his 1965 release "Pierrot le Fou," the audience is given both, wrapped in the same bold and avant-garde package that is quintessentially French New Wave. The film is universally stimulating with its mélange of artistic, historical and literary references, while still fluid enough to be thoroughly comprehensible. This spectacle packs as much punch as an Andy Warhol print, but instead of soup cans and celebrities, "Pierrot" portrays what Godard asserted as "the last romantic couple." The film is part of an ongoing Godard retrospective at the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston (MFA).



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Mikey Goralnik | Paint the Town Brown

I like all kinds of electronic music, but I have simply never been able to enjoy techno, particularly minimal techno. I know it's probably a little uncouth or whatever, but I like raunchy, head-nodding, ruthless music, and techno always seems too dainty for me. It's the sonic equivalent to someone with spiked, frosted tips, too much cologne and $150 jeans: highly stylized, very sophisticated, but kind of cheesy. It's the Scarlett Johansson of electronic music, and I'm a Christina Ricci man; my taste in electronica bears that out.


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Tufts student bands to compete for spot in ROCKUS Battle of the Bands semifinals

Tomorrow night, four Tufts student bands — The Gentleman's Bet, FunkSoulLove, Navigator, and The Situation — will compete in a Battle of the Bands at Tommy Doyle's Pub in Harvard Square. The winner will represent Tufts in the final round of the ROCKUS Battle of the Bands on April 14 at Boston's Paradise Rock Club. The competition is sponsored by Veritas Records, a student-run record label at Harvard University, and Rolling Stone Magazine. WMFO broadcasted the preliminary round of the competition live on air this past December and will be running the event at Tommy Doyle's tomorrow night.




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Top Ten | Couples that should get back together

 This week it was announced that Andy Richter, Conan O'Brien's former sidekick, will be joining Conan again after a nine-year hiatus. When O'Brien takes over "The Tonight Show" from Jay Leno later this year, Richter will act as the show's announcer. We couldn't be more excited. This addition to O'Brien's show is off the scale, the Richter scale, if you will, and in light of this announcement, we at the Daily Arts Department present the top ten couples that should reunite. 10. Romeo and Juliet: These crazy kids would be together if they weren't so darn emo. Too bad getting back together is complicated by the whole "suicide" thing. Juliet may have taught the "torches to burn bright," but she and her love were not the brightest torches in the mausoleum. 9. Simon and Garfunkel: Yes, we know that technically you did reunite and give a performance a few years ago, but that isn't what we're talking about here. Everyone knows that you still hate each other's guts, and we want the old Paul and Art back. It's not too late to build a bridge over the troubled water of your animosity. 8. Stephen Colbert and Jon Stewart: On election night, we got a little taste of the comedic genius when these two powers combined. Bottom line: Stewart comes off as a little too preachy without Colbert, and Colbert comes off as a little too pompous without Stewart. C'mon guys, put your polar-opposite political views aside and reunite. 7. Will and Grace: Sure, they could never get married, but theirs was a relationship for the ages. Will and Grace's hilarious interactions and priceless musings over their mutual inability to maintain a long-term relationship were the stuff of legend. And, lest we forget, without Will and Grace, there's no Karen and Jack. 6. Harry and Cho: Dating your best friend's little sister is a little weird, Harry, not to mention the Weasleys are like your second family. We liked you much better when you were nervously kissing Cho rather than passionately making out with that red-headed strumpet. 5. Ben Affleck and J Lo: Okay, this is kind of a joke since Bennifer #2 is far superior to this one, but these two were the precursor to the "Brangelina" craze sweeping the nation. Besides, if they got back together they could spend ridiculous amounts of money on matching Bentleys and humongous pink diamond engagement rings, as well as make ridiculously awful movies like "Gigli" (2003). 4. Crockett and Tubbs: We may be a little young to remember these Dapper Dans from ‘80s hit show "Miami Vice," but we miss them nonetheless. From their drug busting adventures to the snazzy, white-linen suits, pastel t-shirts and sockless shoe-wearing ways, Crockett and Tubbs were meant for posterity, not for syndication. 3. Paris Hilton and Anonym-ity: Ms. Hilton, let's stop to reflect here for just a second: How are you famous, again? The fact that we all know about your visit to the slammer, your search for a new best friend and your favorite pet is really quite sad. The world would probably be a better place if you checked in for an extended stay at one of your family's hotels. 2. MTV and music: With shows like "A Double Shot at Love," "Engaged and Underage" and "Sex ... with Mom and Dad," one has to wonder what ever happened to the "M" in MTV. We're kinda sick of idiotic reality stars and incestuous sexual undertones. Can you get back to playing music? Or do we have to switch over to, gulp, VH1? 1. Daisy and Gatsby: Okay, so "The Great Gatsby" probably would have lost its emotional punch if the titular millionaire and his beloved got back together, but wouldn't it have been nice? Also much less of a mess for the pool cleaner...


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Students in SMFA show potential, but stick to traditional art

For most people, art shows are about famous artists and iconic images, but what about the artists who have yet to attain stardom or even graduate from art school? While it may be easy to disregard students as lacking the talent of more seasoned veterans, these are the artists of the future, and their works hint at the direction contemporary art will take in the next few years.


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African arts festival honors the life of Ghanaian drummer

On Saturday, March 7, the Tufts campus will draw audiences from across Boston interested in the beats and rhythms of a distant continent. The sixth consecutive Africa Fest, a daylong celebration of African music and dance, will be held in the Granoff Music Center and Jackson Dance Lab. While this year's festival will celebrate African art as it has in past years, the festivities will be tinged with sadness due to the unexpected passing of Alhaji Abubakari Lunna, the Ghanaian master drummer who taught at Tufts as an artist-in-residence.



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Student's band might win $25,000 record deal

Tufts senior Rahul Kulkarni started the band a Life of Riley during his last year of high school. Since then, the band has been signed by and dropped an indie label, independently released two CDs, gone on tour twice, and performed at venues across the Northeast. Now a Life of Riley is the front runner in a competition sponsored by Gorilla Productions, a management company. Last summer, they won two live battles and are currently leading the fourth round of an online voting competition which ends on Feb. 28. The first place prize is a $25,000 record deal, which Kulkarni, who plays lead guitar and helps write songs, believes will change his life.


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Egg and Nest' exhibit examines science through photography

The Harvard Museum of Natural History might seem like an atypical place for an art exhibit. Filled with a world-renowned collection of glass flowers, giant African mammals and incredible clusters of rocks and gems, the museum is a haven for science lovers. Surprisingly, however, it is among these artifacts that renowned photographer Rosamond Purcell chose to exhibit her latest work. "Egg and Nest: Photographs by Rosamond Purcell" is now on display at the museum. All of the photographs in the exhibit were taken from Purcell's latest book by the same name (2008).


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Deaf poetry jam

Ilya Kaminsky, poet and author, reads poetry in Barnum Hall last night as part of a program sponsored by the Department of English. Kaminsky, deaf since the age of four, was born in Odessa, in the former Soviet Union, in 1977. He wrote the acclaimed book "Dancing In Odessa" (2004).


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Fanboys' almost too geeky for its own good

A decade ago, in a small town not so far away, fanboys were eagerly anticipating the 1999 release of "Star Wars: Episode I- The Phantom Menace." Accurately capturing the excitement leading up to opening night of the prequel, "Fanboys" (2008) is a great spoof and tribute to both the Star Wars films and their fans.


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Beastie Boys reissue worth buying for old reasons

    First issued in July of 1989, "Paul's Boutique" by Beastie Boys is older than many college students who will read this review. Despite its age, though, it still feels startlingly fresh and better than nearly everything it influenced over the past two decades. The album has been digitally re-mastered and re-released nearly 20 years after it first hit store shelves.     The year 1989 saw N.W.A.'s then-terrifying and now-seminal "Straight Outta Compton." In '89, EMPD had some "Unfinished Business," and Big Daddy Kane let the world know that "Pimpin' Ain't Easy." Only a year before, in '88, Public Enemy issued their declaration with "It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back," and a year later, Ice Cube would dub himself "AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted." Hip hop was angry, violent and scary, but all Beastie Boys wanted to do was have a good time, crack some jokes and get girls.     Produced by the Dust Brothers, "Paul's Boutique" is an incredible work in the art of sampling. Grabbing sound clips from P-Funk to Led Zeppelin, from Kurtis Blow to the Eagles, Beastie Boys were out-girl talking Girl Talk while Gregg Gillis was still in grade school.     The samples can seem obtrusive upon first listen, with the most blatant ones completely interrupting the song's flow. But, after hearing the album a few times, the listener realizes that the samples serve as stylistic punch lines. In "High Plains Drifter," for example, when the Boys tell of stealing a car, rather than simply stating which song was playing in the car, they include a sample of the song "Suzy is a Headbanger" (1977) by the Ramones. Other times, the samples are incorporated into the beats. For example, a bass line from Curtis Mayfield's "Superfly" (1972) is borrowed for "Eggman," and a guitar sample from a Beatles song is used in "The Sounds of Science," making the beats into something familiar and comfortable, over which Michael "Mike D" Diamond, Adam "MCA" Yauch and Adam "Ad-Rock" Horovitz can bust their ridiculous rhymes.     Beastie Boys are not known for heady metaphors or clever lyrics, but for the interplay between band members. One will start a bar and someone else will quickly jump in to finish it. The three have different sounds and styles, so in "The Sounds of Science," the line "Peace is a word I've heard before/ So move and move and move up on the dance floor" is a potentially weak rhyme, but sounds great as each rapper says "and move" in quick succession. Following Beastie Boys' flow is a challenge and a thrill for the ears.     Upon its initial release, "Paul's Boutique" was not exactly a hit. It more or less tanked. But it went on to be certified double platinum, meaning that it sold more than 2 million copies. This means that nearly all hip-hop fans already own the album, which raises the question of whether this reissue has any right to exist or if it's just a double-dip in consumers' pockets.     The answer is somewhat ambiguous. Audiophile fans will be pleased with the 24-bit remastering, but to most fans, this won't be the deciding factor in whether or not to buy the album. It only means that the sound quality will be slightly higher than the old, 16-bit mix. Everything is slightly crisper and the stereo mixing is a bit changed, but most listeners who rip the album to their iTunes and listen on low-quality earbuds will remain unaffected by the improvements.     That said, the album is a classic, and no one can take issue with wanting to celebrate such an important milestone in hip-hop history. The reissue is available on CDs or vinyl and in .mp3 form. A $129.99 collector's edition, which most definitely feels like a double-dip, comes with all formats and includes a poster and a t-shirt is also available.     The only major change on the reissue is the splitting of the album's final track, "B-Boy Bouillabaisse," into nine component sections. The album feels different without the 12-minute rap stew that acted as its closer. The split helps listeners pinpoint particular sections of the song and skip parts with ease. It ends up helping rather than hindering the album.     Any fan of hip hop or music in general who refuses to give "Paul's Boutique" a shot is, as the Beasties rap on "Looking Down the Barrel of a Gun," "A sucker free basin/ Looking for a fist to put [their] face in."


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A.R.T. revives bleak 'Endgame'

    There are no painkillers left. There is no light pouring in from the windows. There is no horizon and no sugar plums. The sky is grey. The temperature is zero. There is nothing to distract the audience from the grim view of life presented on the stage.     "Endgame," written by Samuel Beckett, is being revived by the American Repertory Theatre in Harvard Square where it is now playing. The play centers around four characters in a single room. The windows are covered in planks, the walls are a yellowing plaster and death is imminent, evidenced by the characters' browning clothes and dismal, fragmented conversations.     Hamm (played by Will LeBow) sits in his chair, blind and unable to walk, begging his servant Clov (Thomas Derrah) for painkillers. Hamm's parents, Nagg (Remo Airaldi) and Nell (Karen MacDonald), live in garbage cans half-submerged in the floor, appearing periodically to ask for biscuits. They all dream of yesterday.     Lighting is used to isolate the stage so that it appears to be floating in a sea of blackness. It's a world unto itself, and dialogue draws parallels between the stage's appearance and the human existence. When Clov walks into the kitchen, Hamm chillingly warns that "outside of here, it's death." The audience gets completely caught up in the stage as if nothing outside the room exists. The scene is ironic, however: Except for Hamm's wheelchair, Clov's stepladder and a stuffed dog, little exists in the room, either.     The images and scenes in the play are presented abstractly and disjointedly, hinting at pieces of the truth behind the plot without fully revealing it. Everyone gives in to ritual: Clov slides his feet down the sides of the ladder every time he comes onstage; Nagg tells a story, and the audience is led to believe that he tells it every day, and every day it gets less funny; Hamm demands that his wheelchair always be placed in the exact center of the room.     A natural curiosity to uncover the set of circumstances that brought these characters together draws the audience into the play. It's the cast, however, that keeps the audience's attention. The paradoxically deadened and passionate delivery of the lines suggests that the most important truths are the ones left unspoken. Hamm posits, "Imagine if a rational being came back to earth. Wouldn't he be liable to get ideas into his head if he observed us long enough? To think perhaps it won't all have been for nothing!"     None of the characters are especially likeable, which is exactly what Beckett intended. Nagg licks his corpulent lips and asks for sweets, Nell's sardonic laugh gives way to a hacking cough, and Hamm manipulates and alienates everyone around him. The actors successfully bring to life this strange world of cynicism and bleakness, delivering their dialogue skillfully with reverence for the past and pessimism for the future, but with no urgency to fully address either.     Despite the show's bleakness, the audience is often able to laugh. For example, when Clov pushes blind Hamm in front of the boarded-up window and tells him there's light coming in, Hamm smiles and says he feels the sunlight on his face. At this, Clov simply stares out at the audience with his lips pursed, as if to suggest that the lie is safer than the truth.     With a play like "Endgame," the audience needs to laugh in order to make the show's tension bearable. Though not outwardly comedic, the characters give the audience numerous opportunities to laugh through the sheer absurdity their situations as well as subtle references to the play itself. While laughing in the face of death may seem strange, Nell puts it best: "Nothing is funnier than unhappiness."


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He's Just Not That Into You' lacks depth

    It's snappy. It's emotional. It sheds some light on the mysterious male mind. It delves into the dating scene of the late '20s and early '30s. And it has nine protagonists.     "He's Just Not That Into You" is "Crash" (2004) meets "Sex and the City" (2008). It delivers the goods in a funny and moving romantic comedy, revolving around nine (again, nine) characters, each in the midst of romantic turmoil. A star-studded cast, including the likes of Ben Affleck, Jennifer Connelly, Jennifer Aniston, Scarlett Johansson and Drew Barrymore, portrays unhappy souls living in and around Baltimore, most of whom paired into couples. There are loose connections between all of the characters, but, unfortunately, not in any witty or satisfying way     Comparisons can certainly be drawn to "Love Actually" (2003). The audience follows several serious couples and a few seriously single people as their relationships and personal lives fall apart over the course of the movie. In the end, some of these relationships are rekindled and some of these characters find new love. But, surprisingly for a romantic comedy, not everyone winds up with a happy ending.     Ginnifer Goodwin plays the lead among leads as Gigi, a hopelessly romantic young woman with somehow-endearing, stalker-like qualities. Drew Barrymore holds the least amount of screen time and importance as Mary, a single magazine editor.     Adapted from former "Sex and the City" story editor Liz Tuccillo and Greg Behrendt's best-selling self-help book for women of the same name, the movie is unsurprisingly filled with advice about men for single girls. There are tips for single guys, too, but fewer of them. This guidance can be drawn not only from dialogue between characters, but from interesting and unexpected cuts to tiny confessional vignettes that act similarly to chapter markers. In these peculiar moments, short quotes such as "if she's not sleeping with you…" are taken from the film and displayed as text, followed by comedic, direct-to-the-audience commentary by bitter and presumably single characters who are unrelated to the plot of the film and never appear again. These are similar to moments in numerous "Sex and the City" episodes and in "When Harry Met Sally" (1989).     "He's Just Not That Into You" is funny, bordering on really funny, especially if one is surrounded by the contagious laughter of giggling females. Men in the audience will laugh as well, perhaps in spite of their supposedly predisposed disdain for chick flicks. But the film has its flaws. Its biggest downside is that there are simply too many characters to be portrayed with equal complexity. Many of them and their relationships are severely underdeveloped. Drew Barrymore's character, for example, seems only to serve as a vehicle for social commentary as she laments the digital age and its negative impact on romance. With Facebook.com, Myspace.com and e-mail readily available, when do we ever meet people face to face anymore?     Many of the men's relationships are poorly crafted. The friendships between Affleck and Bradley Cooper's characters and between those of Kevin Connolly and Justin Long are superficial and barely given any screen time     But these faults can be forgiven, as the film is funny and manages to tell the stories of so many characters.     Perhaps even more than on its humor, the film relies on outstanding and emotionally evocative performances by Aniston, Affleck and most of all by Connelly, who far and away provides the finest performance as a 30-something wife struggling to keep her marriage together in the midst of her husband's infidelity. She undergoes the most emotional drama, at times taking the film out of the romantic comedy genre and into something more serious.     "He's Just Not That Into You" is a solid rom-com and an enjoyable watch. And guys: Don't take a date to see it if you're not that into her… it could get awkward.


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Zach Drucker and Chris Poldoian | Bad Samaritans

On Sunday, we gathered around our televisions to watch actors, directors and many others honored for their achievements in film at the 81st Annual Academy Awards. Now, we don't want to beat a dead horse here, but we want to congratulate Heath Ledger on becoming the second person to win a posthumous Oscar in an acting category, Sean Penn for joining an elite group of eight others who have won for Best Actor twice and both Penelope Cruz and Kate Winslet for winning their first Oscars. Although we relished the opportunity to watch the ceremonies, especially when James Franco and Seth Rogen reprised their roles as stoner buddies from "Pineapple Express" (2008), the fact of the matter remains that the presentation of the Oscars —  in its purest form — is not meant for television.     The Academy tries to market the Oscars by shoehorning the actual award presentations into a more concise program; however, these oft-derided efforts barely impact ratings and do more to detract from the nominees' achievements than to attract viewers. Every year, someone is forced to cram a sea of emotions that arises after reaching the pinnacle of one's respective profession into a 45-second rambling. If they overshoot, they are promptly droned out by sweeping orchestral scores and ushered offstage. Time constraints also prevented Peter Gabriel from performing his song "Down To Earth" from "WALL-E" (2008) that was nominated for Best Original Song.     Instead of accentuating the awards and the nominees, the Oscars try to garner viewers through the host. Trying to pull a Justin Timberlake and "bring sexy back," the Academy bypassed the need for biting satire this year and dubbed Hugh Jackman master of ceremonies. Now, we love Jackman and think he is a true talent. But just because he is the sexiest man alive and he has an accent does not give him the creative control to turn the Oscars into the Tonys! Give us Will Ferrell or Tina Fey. Heck, we would even let Billy Crystal have his 87th go around, but Hugh Jackman?     Besides the host, the Oscars also place emphasis on the stars' outfits. We swear, if we hear Tim Gunn call one more person's gown "ravishing," we are going to lose it.     We think the Academy needs to decide what it wants. Does it want to purge itself of tradition and become the American public's lap dog? If so, why not eliminate "unnecessary awards" like production design and sound mixing and only nominate films that top the box office and whose actors appear in "Us Weekly" and "People?" Alternatively, does the Academy wish to recognize individuals for winning the Super Bowl of the film industry? Does it truly want to honor cinematic talent?     Come on, Academy. You try to preserve your dignity and professionalism by refusing to nominate a billion-dollar summer blockbuster like "The Dark Knight" (2008) for Best Picture. Yet you dress up Ben Stiller as a bearded rapper to present Best Achievement in Cinematography.     Even though the Academy made some attempts to improve the awards show, it was carried by individual performances by Steve Martin, Jack Black and that Asian guy who said "Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto." We are looking for the perfect balance of comedy and seriousness, goofiness and veneration. So we're sure that next year, we will be right back at square one, complaining about who was nominated, who was snubbed and how frustratingly broken the Academy Awards are.


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Fired Up' fails to bring it on

Like most of the cheerleading movies released in the past few years, "Fired Up!" fails to measure up to the subgenre's virtuoso: "Bring It On" (2000). Unlike the flagship self-aware cheerleading movie, "Fired Up!" fluctuates between owning its cheesy premise and acting superior to it. Along the way, it demeans some of its audience -- namely women and the gay community -- and strictly adheres to the teen B-movie pattern.