Byline: Jacob O. Gold

The Martyred Punk Opera

Green Day has released its eighth album, a so-called punk rock opera entitled American Idiot. American Idiot sounds like, and almost certainly is, the soundtrack to a movie that is yet to be filmed.

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The Mirror and the Lamp and the ViewMaster

Back in Chicago over intersession, doing a stint at home, I had the opportunity to visit the fall-term Student Projects Exhibition at the Institute for Design. One of the leading design schools in the nation, the Institute grew out of … Read More

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When Times Get Shitty, Culture Gets Good

It’s four more years, and if history’s taught us anything, it’s that you can gas a lot of people in four years.

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Which Starlet Are You Most Like?

Hillary Duff’s gonna be SOOO mad

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David Brundige Broke My Heart

David Brundige’s senior thesis production, “Pig Tails,” reviewed. “Go see ‘Pig Tails,'” writes Gold.

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Lascivious in Lascaux

The minute details of sex never escape the eye of the prehistoric human artist. What registers here is a fascination with the sexual that extends beyond its ritual fetishization in functional appeals to some magical force for human fertility or robust herds. This art is uncanny and wonderful because sex is not sublimated or displaced into some other visual language, but is itself sublime, itself celebrated.

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FRIDAY 12 p.m. – 1 p.m. Brown Bag Seminar Speaker: Kelly Caylor Location: E-219 Engineering quad In what’s become a kind of staple for the Weekend Page, we once again hit the Brown Bag Seminar. The burning question is: what … Read More

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