Tables for Days By Levi Rubeck • October 17th, 2017 The internet is the cow’s stomach, all us users the swirling sea of bacteria and acids breaking down and reconstituting the itinerant parts of language
Just Another TIE in the Death Star By Levi Rubeck • October 10th, 2017 The massive laser-based Battlefront II experience is not unlike kindergarten soccer.
Symbiosis of the Troubadour and the Crowd By Levi Rubeck • October 5th, 2017 But Nick Cave and Touché Amoré have earned their fans through honest expressions, powerful storytelling, a willingness to embrace the stains of humanity in order to shine light on our virtues.
Aren’t You Glad to Be An American? By Levi Rubeck • September 26th, 2017 A light shone on the gout-riddled veterans of pleasure above and a tribute to the mad oracles living in a Lovecraftian nightmare of our own making below.
Choir of the Mind, ASMR of the Soul By Levi Rubeck • September 19th, 2017 Playlists, mixes, links IM’d by friends, auto-plays based on cookies, and radio, each a tributary spiraling out in serpentines towards and through the larger rivers of our shared musical canon.
Deathmatch: The Definition of Frustration By Levi Rubeck • September 12th, 2017 These are just games, and I’m being a little dramatic. But it’s worth considering what we allow the media we enjoy to wring out of us—the catharsis of great pathos or joy from a safe distance.
Helping Ted Leo Help Himself By Levi Rubeck • September 5th, 2017 Perhaps I took Ted for granted, assuming he’d always tear through town again either on the festival footpath or in an Allston living room.
