Aphorisms | Sargent House
The brainchild of Isis guitarists Jeff Caxide and Bryant Clifford Meyer, this post-rock outfit is inspired by Mao Zedong’s attempted eradication of farm-pestering sparrows in the late 1950s.
By DAVID BOFFA | September 02, 2008

Facebooking the convention

News feed
We rounded up a few Maine luminaries who’ve alighted in the Mile High City for the Democratic National Convention, and translated their observations into Facebook speak.
By DEIRDRE FULTON | August 28, 2008

Sami’s

Not keeping late-night hours, but still delivering the Lebanese goods
Dining options for night owls are limited to a handful of Chinatown eateries and a few dubious diners. We also suffer from a dearth of good street food: what we’d give for one decent LA-style taco truck!
By MC SLIM JB | August 20, 2008

Funny bones

Stockholm 59° North at the Pillow
It was the darkly comic offerings of Mats Ek in the middle, and the personable interpretations that gave the evening its distinction.
By JEFFREY GANTZ | August 19, 2008

No sex, please, it's Boston?

Nicholas Hlobo tones it down at the ICA
It’s a big, curious, floating object, a leaping whale, a flying squash, a makeshift anatomy display, with a bit of carnival atmosphere.
By GREG COOK | August 04, 2008

Pho Horn

Authentic Vietnamese plus
Strictly speaking, this is not a pho shop, like the more than two-dozen in Boston that offer countless variations, since it offers much more — nearly 100 dishes.
By BILL RODRIGUEZ | July 30, 2008

Eyes on the (yawn) prize

The biggest story coming from the campaign trail lately seems to be: Which candidate is more lackluster?
A remarkable thing has happened: neither John McCain nor Barack Obama has done virtually anything to bolster his candidacy.
By STEVEN STARK | July 23, 2008

Me and my tattoos

One Man’s Inky Voyage Toward Meaning
I know that most people get their first tattoo when they’re drunk, or infatuated, or when there’s a race war on their cellblock and they have to quickly join a gang — but not me.
By JAMES PARKER | July 23, 2008

Light lifting

A pair of trifles at Cornerstone Playhouse
Come summertime, when you’re sunning on the sand all day and evening rolls around, sometimes the theater equivalent of light beach reading is just what you need.
By BILL RODRIGUEZ | July 23, 2008

Dance, Monkey: Bethany Van Delft

We put a comic on the hot seat. This week’s victim . . .
I’d eat a cup of salt so that I might come close to experiencing what a dolphin frolicking in the ocean might experience.
By MARC HIRSH | July 15, 2008

Hybrid rhythmic engine

Nation Beat is a gas
Fusions are the lifeblood of music, but too often they come with a whiff of high-concept gimmickry.
By JON GARELICK | July 15, 2008

The new girl

Katy Perry storms the boys’ club
“I am the pink in a sea of darkness.”
By DANIEL BROCKMAN | July 15, 2008

Cambodian dance party!

Dengue Fever + Pistolera at the Museum of Fine Arts, July 9, 2008
Dengue Fever’s charms are so extreme that at first they might strike you as incongruous — like a chocolate-covered lobster.
By JON GARELICK | July 15, 2008

Road work

Eric Irving’s iconic ‘Mono*liths,’ and more
Urban construction and demolition have become some of the primary themes of Providence art over the past decade or so.
By GREG COOK | July 09, 2008

Dance, Monkey: J.J. Leslie

We put a comic on the hot seat. This week’s victim . . .
Kool-Aid is the ultimate energy drink, and it smashes through walls with its character, so it makes transportation easier.
By MARC HIRSH | July 08, 2008

Everybody get together

‘Boston Young Contemporaries’ at 808 Gallery, ‘Big Bugs’ at Garden in the Woods, and the 10th Annual Lantern Festival at Forest Hills Cemetery
The 808 Gallery is a BIG space to fill.
By RANDI HOPKINS | July 08, 2008

San Vivaldo Trattoria

In Chef Alfie we trust
Terms like “destination dining” and “authentic Italian” take on new meaning at San Vivaldo Trattoria.
By CHRIS CONTI | July 07, 2008

Form to a voice

Questions for Carl Klimt
Only 24 years old, Klimt has transitioned from his studies at Bowdoin College to a life in Portland as a professional artist and an adventuresome alter ego that has traversed as far as Antarctica.
By IAN PAIGE | July 02, 2008