Boomer reflections on the Hippie Era? Count me out.

I wish the authors of these Boomer disavowals would just replace his “There were” and ‘they’s with an honest ‘I’.
[T]here were gentle people, awash in new ideas, fresh attitudes, boundless energy and free love. There were also grimy, seedy, drug-addled loners and drifters who used the spirit of the Summer of Love as an excuse [...]

State of the Arts

Music and Game Design
Synthopia: Brian Eno and Will Wright on Generative Systems in Music and Game Design

Sims designer Wright (r.) enlists Eno to collaborate on his new game Spore. Here, Wright and Eno discuss their creative processes.

Contemporary Art
The New Criterion: Why the Art World is a Disaster
Sight and Sound: Art on the Cutting Edge?
Roger [...]

Tonight – The Mugs @ Magnetic Fields, Brooklyn

Come see my friends The Mugs @ Magnetic Field
with Condo
97 Atlantic Ave (between Henry and Hicks)
Tonight, Friday, 6/15, Doors open at 8 pm

The Sopranos Finale: The Projector Breaks

RIP Phil Leotardo
Maybe it was a red herring, but the terrorism subplot was definitely not nothing, as many feared. His relationship with the homeland security agent was the chip that got him Phil Leotardo, the biggest prize of all. So long as Phil was alive and in hiding, Tony [...]

Sopranos’ finale predictions

One day more…
Predictions from around the Web
 

Slate TV Club

Jeffrey Goldberg (New Yorker): Is the end of the Sopranos the end of the crime drama?

Tim Noah (Slate) and readers: Bury my heart at Flatbush Bixini Waxing

Terry Winter (Sopranos writer): Who needs Zoloft when you’ve got Sicilian pizza?

Brian Williams (pompous anchor): Red-shoe diarist

Ross Douthat (The Atlantic, The [...]

Uncle Joe in Berlin

Jane Galt finds an awesome Soviet propaganda clip of Stalin visiting Berlin, where everyone, Megan notes, curiously speaks Russian.

Watching this masterpiece of socialist realism, I burst out laughing several times, which confirms for me what Julian Sanchez argues here. For those of us too young to vividly remember the Cold [...]

Why I am not a writer

Last year I decided that, no matter how much I loved literature, I would never be a good novelist. After ten years of writing bad stories I was too embarrassed to share, after struggling to finish even one work that I could be proud of, I acknowledged the obvious: I simply wasn’t talented [...]