It would be hard to turn Malian desert blues into a glitzy stratagem, though I'm sure with the genre's growing popularity some will try. Tinariwen does not partake in such foolishness.
The Mountaintop does not aim to call Martin Luther King's life and legacy into question; rather, it hopes to make him a more relatable character -- he smokes, curses, and, yes, even goes to the bathroom.
It takes a high level of brashness and brilliance to embark on a journey to create a play about the enigmatic rapper Tupac Amaru Shakur.
There is no doubt that cellist Maya Beiser is a dynamic performer. But her command is not limited to conventional concert stages.
While the red carpet presentations at the 34th Starz Denver Film Festival feature Oscar-worthy films with box-office potential, there are enough under-the-radar temptations to please the most critical cinephile.
When I heard that an actress named Susan Claussen was appearing in a one-woman drama about Edith Head, I immediately booked a ticket to her opening night performance at the Odyssey Theatre.
Could there be a crueler indictment of an art world that is convinced of its moral superiority to mainstream culture than to be subsidized by one of the criminal financial forces that has brought our culture to its very knees?
For the last several years, the trumpeter Tim Hagans has been a ubiquitous force on the modern jazz scene, both as a powerful voice on his instrument and as a talented composer and arranger.
For every homeless person, at least four houses are sitting empty in America. In a more just world, anyone seeking to build a 30,000-square-foot house would also have to fund a homeless shelter -- and make it at least as big as their guest wing.
After LACMA's Dead Man's Ball on Saturday night, we may want to consider renaming Halloween after Tim Burton.
It is a "space for production, reflection and today's challenging art, but with a structure that is pro-active and flexible."
Unfortunately, the work's power is diluted by the characters' generally unappealing nature -- I found myself drawn to perhaps two of the actors in each act -- and the stiff way in which they carried themselves.
John Himmelfarb's studio is like a candy store, a visual onslaught of excitement, followed by a desire to have everything at once. The subject of new documentary, Himmelfarb's work is in more than 40 museums.
I recently watched two people perform monologues at the San Francisco Fringe Festival. While the quality of writing and subject matter varied, the success of each was determined within its first 60 seconds by the artist's confidence and personal charisma.
The ghosts of George Balanchine, Jerome Robbins, Alvin Ailey and too many others to name are hopefully still in residence, inspiring a new generation of artists to create great works.
Tracey Harnish, 2011.11.02
Misha Lyuve, 2011.11.01