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The Walking Dead Review

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As one of the biggest pop culture phenomena of the decade, it is hard to argue with the statement that zombies are everywhere. From cult classics like 28 Days Later and Dawn of the Dead, to comedic satires like Shaun of the Dead, and the recently released Warm Bodies, it would only stand to reason that the small screen would soon adapt the genre to an ongoing dramatic series. The Walking Dead, based on the graphic novel series of the same name, is Hollywood’s attempt at feeding our culture’s insatiable hunger for all things gruesome, twisted, and undead.

When the series began two and a half years ago, the story had observable momentum and strength. The first episode was almost seductively powerful as it followed the hero, Rick Grimes, who woke up from a coma to a post-apocalyptic Georgia after “the outbreak.”

The audience is just as mystified as Rick as they watch him exit the abandoned hospital he has found himself in and walk through rows of bodies laid out across the ground. As the camera pans out, viewers soon realizes the true enormity of the situation when the rows of bodies become fields upon fields of them, covered in white sheets and completely covering the town he once called home.

As he tries to make sense of these shocking surroundings, he happens across his first zombie, or “walker,” as they are later coined. This female zombie is missing everything below her belly button, and thus can only snarl at Rick as he passes, reaching out with graying and rotting hands toward sustenance.

The episode continues with a bewildered Rick finding his home deserted and in shambles, his wife and son nowhere to be found. A man and his son then take him in while he recuperates, and this is where more of the situation is explained to him. The man points out his wife who “turned” as she aimlessly walks the streets with the rest of the undead, and explains that he cannot bring himself to kill her.

After acquiring guns and ammo, he decides to head to Atlanta in search of his family. Before the episode ends, we see him find that first zombie woman, look her square in the face as she snarls and thrashes at him, and puts her out of her undead misery with a bullet in the brain. These incredible and haunting sequences formulated an immediately dark and powerful tone for the show, and were an undeniable factor in its success.

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With only six episodes, the first season was short but powerful. In fact, I would argue that the one and a half seasons to follow still have not lived up to brilliance of the first. The second season was stagnant, with story arcs that lasted for six or seven episodes that could have been better told in just one or two. The characters were so underdeveloped and their motives so unclear that I often found myself annoyed with them. With a few exceptions, particularly the mid-season and season finales, the second season as a whole was underwhelming.

The third season, while still problematic in some areas (particularly in regards to character development), has finally begun to rectify many of its second season faults. With the introduction of a new villain, the Governor, and a few other new characters like the ninja-sword-wielding-and-pet-zombie-toting Michonne (you would need to see it to really understand just who, or rather what, she is), and with only a few dry plotlines, the forecast of the series as a whole is finally looking bright.

Despite its faults, this show manages to harness a genre that, more often than not, has been difficult to take seriously. Somehow it manages to deliver a convincing and terrifying apocalypse as a result of a completely unrealistic situation. While doing this, it still manages to explore deep ideas and problems, like the complexities of the human condition, the struggle to hold onto hope in a hopeless world, the inherent value of life and how the destruction of the social institution as we know it can change that, and the simple question of the importance of interactive human relationships. The formal artistic attention to cinematography, the very serious subtext, and the mere excitement of a horror series are all reasons to look past the show’s definite shortcomings and to tune in every Sunday evening at nine on AMC.

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Distinguished Artist Review

I admit I had my reservations about Friday night’s VOCES8 concert. Within my first two years at Houghton, I heard the famed Chanticleer sing sweet melodies from the Wesley Chapel stage and they set a high standard. So when I saw that a group called VOCES8 was coming to campus, I immediately and rudely thought, “What, so we couldn’t get Chanticleer?”

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Courtesy of www.voces8.com

Trying to keep an open mind, I saw that they were from Britain. That is a redeeming quality; I like the Brits. I would spend another semester in London in a heartbeat. I like their characteristically dry sense of humor. I like their museums, their fish and chips, their countryside. They have a lot going for them—James Bond, Mr. Bean, corgis.

Arriving last Friday night at the chapel, I hoped VOCES8 would play up their “Britishness.” They did not disappoint on any level. The octet of singers, six men and two women, sang a program entitled, “British Invasion Mixed.” They had not even sung any notes yet, and I was already halfway to being won over by their program title. Looking across the page at the list of singers, I saw British last names like Dickins, Wardle, and Dressel and first names like Barnaby and, yes, Dingle.

But all British love aside, these eight people knew how to sing. And sing practically anything. This program was the most diverse I had heard in a long time. Their repertoire spanned a timeline of roughly five hundred years. They sang Renaissance pieces by Byrd and Praetorius, jazz songs by Nat ‘King’ Cole, a gospel piece, “Go Down Moses,” and a wide assortment of popular music, including songs by Mumford & Sons, Simon and Garfunkel, and The Beatles. And the genres were not all clumped together, either. One minute I was listening to Renaissance and the next, jazz.

Instead of creating a jarring affect, the switching back and forth between styles kept the overall tone of the performance fun and light. Of their varied format, Sally Murphy said she “was pleasantly surprised by their playful willingness to branch out into different genres.” They were not afraid to spice things up a little either with some funny choreography, like in the James Bond tribute, “Nobody Does it Better,” or the ending number, “Slap that Bass.”

Most of the members of VOCES8 would periodically come to the mic and say a few words about the next selection. One such member included the aforementioned Dingle. I think if I ask people who went to the concert in several months’ time what they remembered most about the program, they would mention Dingle, and not just because of his unusual name.

As the tallest member of the group, with dark-rimmed glasses and well-poofed hair, Dingle immediately captured the audience’s attention. His string bass impersonations kept the jazz pieces alive, while his fragmented, witty speeches into the mic kept the audience chuckling. Not to mention how everyone swooned at his beautifully resonant solo during the opera medley encore. Oh, and do not forget his drunk play acting during said encore as well.

But not only Dingle enchanted me. All the singers kept me invested in their performance with the overall atmosphere they created. This concert was about enjoying and appreciating a wide range of music, all the while having a fun and relaxing evening.

While there are not any more Distinguished Artist concerts this year, there will be some next year, and I encourage all Houghton students to attend. They are free! Non-students have to pay fifteen dollars. But the free part is just a bonus. These concerts provide students with a professional-level performance right here on campus. It is fun to get a little dressed up and hear some good music. And if there is another “British Invasion” at some point, you would not want to miss it.

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Artist of the Week: Aaron Fitzgerald

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Stories are the gateway into new worlds, experiences, and ideas. Not only can they expand our view and understanding of the world, but they can also impact and inform them. I have always been fascinated with the power of narrative. As a storyteller, I dream of changing and informing the world, while being changed and informed by it.

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Best Picture Nominees

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With the Oscars just around the corner—taking place this Sunday, February 24—offered here is a quick look at the five Best Picture nominees, previously un-reviewed by the Star: Zero Dark Thirty, Beasts of the Southern Wild, Silver Linings Playbook, Django Unchained, and Amour.

Zero Dark Thirty: Hauntingly, Kathryn Bigelow’s latest direction begins with a black screen, as the audience listens to 911 phone calls made from the World Trade Center the morning of 9/11, and from here never lets up. Though it may be better-known for its controversy, ZDT may actually be a surprising work of art.

Beasts of the Southern Wild: At first glance, the quiet indie flick may seem more geared toward issues of poverty and survival, but at its heart, it centers deeply on the touching relationship between a father and daughter, and the way in which such relationships are a bedrock of one’s life.

Silver Linings Playbook: Alongside the rest of the field, David O Russell’s film seems misplaced: it’s dramedy, fluff romance, gooey optimism. It has none of the relentless questions or haunting situations of its fellow nominees, and its treatment of mental illness comes off as less than authentic, and more in line with its emphasis on blind positivity.

Django Unchained: Quentin Tarantino’s latest, Django leaves the impression of being more dedicated to the memory of spaghetti westerns and the glory of blood-letting than to the real humanity and personhood of the characters involved, but it left me wondering how through his hyperbole, Tarantino speaks, however superficially, to the outrageousness of slavery’s horrors.

Amour:  Perhaps the most poignant of the nominees, this soft-spoken French-language film confronts mortality and questions about the end of life, as an elderly couple deals with the wife’s deterioration, and her husband’s caretaking of her. Through its shots and performances, Amour forces its audience to join momentarily the isolation and grief of old age.

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Things to Eat: Chocolate Chip Cookies

arts&sports_kimfoodA few of you may know that I like to bake a lot.  When I was younger, I would watch and “help” my mom and grandmas bake.  Joining 4-H and taking home economics classes in junior high and high school continued to cultivate my interest.  

Now, I have the pleasure of baking with my children on Sunday afternoons; my daughter, Clancey, is eight and my son, Reid, is six.  They have been baking since they were toddlers and old enough to stand up in a chair next to me to add ingredients.  There are times when they are basically just waiting for a chance to lick the chocolate spoon, find a stray chocolate chip, or snitch gobs of cookie dough, but there are also other times where they are completely into the whole process from start to finish.

Just this past Sunday while baking with Reid, I mentioned we were going to double the recipe and right away he started saying instead of two cups of flour we will need four and so on.  Baking is fun math, even the fractions!  

There are life lessons in baking too: finish what you start, because something half-done is just a mess, and share whatever gift and bounty God has blessed you with, just like you would share cookies, and use patience to wait for dough to rise or cupcakes to set and cool.
In church, we have a group that does “Overt Ops.”  One of their ministries is taking baked goods, provided by our church family, to local merchants as a thank you for their service to the community.  They have received reactions ranging from, “Why are you doing this?” to “Wow, what a treat!”  What a great opportunity to show your care for community members and perhaps to plant some small seed.

Both of my kids also know that what we bake on Sundays is shared at the office on Mondays.  When I get home from work on Monday nights they always ask, “How did they like my [insert whatever we made the day before]?”  They are excited and pleased when they hear compliments and are ready to start pouring over cookbooks and looking at online recipes for what to make next week.
They have learned to take pleasure in serving others in this small way.  Just last week, Clancey asked to make our “Famous chocolate chip cookies with the secret ingredient” for her class Valentine’s Day party because some classmates had asked her to bring in that particular treat.  She collected all the ingredients, mixed up the cookies, and put them on the cookie sheet all on her own.

For me, baking is relaxing.  Kneading dough and mindlessly stirring batter is cathartic.  I could care less about how something looks when finished as long as it tastes good.   I have been bringing in Monday treats for several years now and have gotten to know people a little better by them just stopping in for a snack.  

Sometimes we have groups or individuals come to our house to have the space and equipment to do some larger scale baking, and I’ve gone to students’ places to bake together and fellowship, pray, or have some serious conversations.  There is something about doing a task together, like baking, that puts you at ease and distracts you from the cares of the day.  

¾ cup brown sugar 2 ¼ cups flour
¼ cup white sugar 1 tsp. baking soda
1 cup softened margarine or butter ¼ tsp. salt (optional)
2 eggs 1  (3oz.) package instant vanilla pudding  (use dry)
1 tsp. vanilla 1 c. chocolate chips 

Combine sugars and margarine until creamy.  Add eggs beating one at a time; stir in vanilla.  Add flour, baking soda, salt, and pudding mix; mix until well-blended.  Stir in chocolate chips – batter may be little stiff.  Place 2 inches apart on ungreased baking sheet.  Bake at 375 degrees for  8-10 min or until set.  

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Things to Do: Angelica Main Street

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If you haven’t taken a trip to Angelica’s Main Street yet, shortlist it right now. If you have, you know you want to go back for another visit; I am willing to bet that you haven’t experienced everything the village has to offer.

West Main itself is a quaint little street with lots of small-town charm. You can stroll up and down the sidewalk peering into the local shops and restaurants and perhaps pop into one of the many antique stores for a look around. From old clothing and furniture to interesting books and knick knacks, I can assure you that you will find what you’re looking for.

If you are in the mood for some desserts, stop at the Angelica Sweet Shop. Want to check out some local hand-crafted pottery? Then the Three Clay Sisters is for you. For more local art, visit The Main Center gallery.

New in town is the Angelica Ink Letterpress, where you can purchase hand-pressed cards and stationery. Another new addition is The Village Closet, which sells new and recycled women’s clothing and accessories, among other various wares.

To break up your day of shopping and browsing, walk to the roundabout where there is a gazebo and a small park surrounded by a more residential area and numerous steepled  churches. You will most likely see local children laughing and frolicking on the swingset or the teeter totter in the playground.

And now we come to my personal favourite in the village, the Black-Eyed Susan Acoustic Cafe. I would recommend having a meal there on a Friday or Saturday when the restaurant features live music during evening dining hours.

I have always enjoyed the food I’ve ordered at the Black-Eyed Susan, and the music is definitely worth the trip in and of itself. It is nice to hear from local musicians outside of Houghton College every once in a while.

Tonight Pat Kane, an Irish and American performer and songwriter, will be featured. If blues is more your style, plan to attend Dallas Lucore’s gig this Saturday. Check out the Black-Eyed Susan’s website to find out more about these and future shows.

In addition to quality music, the restaurant features local artwork; the watercolors of Cuba native Lisa Robinson are currently on display. For a day exploring charming village shops and an evening listening to some great acoustic music over dinner, there is no better destination than the nearby Angelica, NY.

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The Grammys: A Broken Promise

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Although such declamations are hardly conventional, this article had better begin with full disclosure on two accounts: I did not watch the 2013 Grammys, and, before writing this, I did not know anything about the Grammy Awards in general. This look is from a newbie. It is not my intention provide a comprehensive list of the winners and reactions; such an angle would be both stale and, from my perspective, ill-informed. I will, instead, try to bring some things that I do know to the 2013 Grammy Awards.

For those not familiar, pitchfork.com is a Chicago area music blog publication, which offers reviews, exclusives, interviews, breaking news, video releases, and
recommendations. Off the record, it is only fair to mention that Pitchfork is, in some sense, analogous with snobbery. Such criticism is neither ill deserved nor a secret. Keeping this reputation in mind, ponder this pattern: the worse the Pitchfork review, the better the Grammy reception.

After absolutely lambasting the 2010 “Sigh No More” release, nowhere does Pitchfork even utter the name of the 2013 Grammy-winning “Album of the Year,” Mumford and Son’s “Babel.” And although the winner for “Best Alternative Album,” Goyte’s “Making Mirrors,” is given time of day for a review, Pitchfork actually rated it lower than three of the four losing Grammy nominations, two of which appear on the website tagged under “best new music.” A Pitchfork search for Bonnie Raitt, the 2013 Grammy winner for “Best Americana Album” will only yield a Bon Iver cover of one of her songs. Artists take note; if Pitchfork slights you, you may be in for a golden statue.

Some readers familiar with both Pitchfork and the Grammys may take issue with the above juxtapositions: isn’t it obvious that the two are after different things? Let’s find out. The tagline to Pitchfork’s website reads, “the essential guide to independent music and beyond.” The Grammys, on the other hand, are charged with “honoring achievements in the recording arts and supporting the music community,” as “The Recording Academy” section of official website states.

If both of these claims are to be taken seriously, then the relationship between the two is actually pretty clear. Pitchfork operates within a specific, small, dry spot underneath the umbrella of “the music community;” it is within precisely this genre-niche that the three Awards discussed in the previous paragraph belong. The question, then, is should we take both claims seriously? Is one unforgiving but honest, and the other, while ostensibly broad, much less open-minded than service to the “the music community” ought to demand?
Consider the Rolling Stone’s review of “Babel” on September 10, 2012. Apart from suggesting a lot of things that I don’t pretend to understand, including the implications of the group doubling down on “the ‘ole time religion” and the complications of using ‘church flavor’ to supersize and complicate love songs,” the article does bring some interesting observations to the forefront.

The reviewer gives Mumford and Sons praise for a “shinier, punchier, more arena-scale” performance. He twice compares the new sound to U2 and suggests that the accompanying lyrics are full of “Biblical metaphors swirling like detritus in a Christopher Nolan film.” Whatever original or unique elements that, three years ago, squeaked “Sigh No More” painfully onto Pitchfork have since been completely replaced with a new, homogenized amalgamation of Batman and Bono. Music that once belonged, however tenuously, in the realm of indie is now awarded for having become something else.

This is not meant to be an indictment of the Grammys. The point is not to praise the obscure and denigrate the popular. The issue lies in addressing a broken promise. Despite its own proclamation, the Grammys are about performance and popularity. The Award Show is a reproduction of the radio punctuated by mini-Super-Bowl halftime shows. Some genres are elevated and others, such as the small and shrinking categories devoted to alternative, americana, and folk, are neglected. What should, according to its own standards, support the “music community” actually and simply reinforces the music industry.

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Artist of the Week: Tricia Powles

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I love sculpture, primarily sculpture done in clay. There is something about the relationship with the material, the hands-on-ness of it, that other media lack for me. I am inspired by trees, Surrealist landscapes, organic form and line, the way that muscles bunch up and skin stretches across bone. I love creating something precious and releasing it to the fire, to thrive or fail.

“The creative habit is like a drug. The particular obsession changes, but the excitement, the thrill of your creation lasts.” –Henry Moore

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Things to Eat: Ajvar

Ajvar (pronounced “eye-var”) is a roasted red pepper and eggplant relish commonly found across the Balkans. I first discovered ajvar when I was in the Balkans for the semester last fall. The best way to describe it is as a variant of salsa, only less spicy and more savory and tangy. Ajvar can be used as a dip for grilled meats (quite commonly with cevapi, a type of kebab) as well as used in pasta or as a spread on bread. As the semester progressed, one of my mealtime mainstays became ajvar with feta cheese and olives on a slice of freshly baked bread.

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I have missed ajvar very much since returning to the United States and so, a few weeks ago, I attempted to make a batch of it myself. The process of making ajvar requires much labor. Not only do you have to cut and roast the vegetables, you must also peel the skins off the hot peppers (quite a mess that stains your hands), scoop out the flesh of the eggplant and pick out the larger seeds, mince the garlic, and mix it all together with vinegar to taste. And it requires extra work without a food processor. However, for me the results were quite satisfying – even though it was prepared by the clumsy hands of a non-Balkans native. My craving for ajvar was appeased. The work was worth it.

A key thing to remember in making ajvar is to not be afraid of blackening the skins of the peppers as you roast them in the oven. Part of what makes ajvar so tasty is its texture; it is silkily smooth. Achieving this is only possible by being sure that the peppers are roasted long enough that their skins are black and they are cooked all the way through.

Ingredients
-6 medium red bell peppers
-1 small eggplant
-Minced garlic
-Vinegar
-Olive oil

Recipe
1)   Preheat the oven to broil.
Halve the peppers, seed them, and place on baking sheets. (Older baking sheets, if you can.)
3)   Cut the eggplant in half, place it on baking sheet, score it with a knife, and sprinkle with salt and olive oil.
4)   Put the peppers and eggplant in the oven to roast, about 15 minutes or until the pepper skins are blackened.
5)   Take the peppers and eggplant out of the oven when they are finished. Place the peppers in a bowl and cover with a dishcloth to cool. The steam will help their skins to loosen.
6)   While the peppers cool, scoop the eggplant flesh with a spoon and make sure to take out the larger seeds.
7)   When the peppers are cool enough to handle, peel the skins and place in separate bowl.
8)   If you don’t have a food processor, use a pastry cutter or two knives to mix together the minced garlic and eggplant.
9)   Add the peeled peppers to the garlic and eggplant mix and continue to either use the food processor or the pastry cutter.
10) After you have a relish-like consistency, add vinegar to taste. It helps to balance the strong garlic flavor. Add some parsley or chili flakes.
11) Congratulations! You’ve made ajvar!

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Things to Do: Maple Tree Inn

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If you haven’t yet eaten at Cartwright’s Maple Tree Inn, add it to your bucket list immediately. Open this season from February 12 through April 14, there is only a limited time during which you can enjoy the Inn’s 100% pure maple syrup on its delicious unlimited buckwheat pancakes this semester.

The Cartwright family began producing maple syrup back in the 1850’s, and they opened the Maple Tree Inn restaurant in 1963. Since then, the restaurant has expanded, but the family has stayed true to the business’s roots.

According to the restaurant website, the Cartwright family “places approximately 8,000 taps each year” and produces the maple syrup on the premises. This is why the restaurant is only open seasonally.

After eating your fill of pancakes, and yes, for just $6.35 the waiter will keep bringing more until you are just about ready to burst, you can go down to the basement to see how the syrup is made.

Despite the Inn’s isolated location, customers from far and wide come to Angelica for the pure maple syrup and the homemade pancakes. Don’t miss the opportunity to experience this great local restaurant while you are still living right down the road.

Stop by for a delicious breakfast anytime from 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. Tuesday through Fridays, from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. on Saturdays, or from 8 a.m. to 6 p.m. on Sundays. Please note that the Inn does not accept credit cards.