The summer remains bare of high-end cultural pursuits, so excuse me while I finish this bottle of Mogen David and write an essay about the oil spill and the misguided conservative libertarianism that’s sprung up in its wake.
Posted on 06 July 2010 by Zachary Troughton
The summer remains bare of high-end cultural pursuits, so excuse me while I finish this bottle of Mogen David and write an essay about the oil spill and the misguided conservative libertarianism that’s sprung up in its wake.
Posted on 30 June 2010 by Zachary Troughton
Duh-rama abounds your High Culture column as a computer crash causes a lost post, a missed week, and a mystery involving how in the hell am I supposed to cover high art when there is none in the middle of summer. Let us try and pass the time in an entertaining way.
Posted on 15 June 2010 by Zachary Troughton
I take it you’ve been watching the World Cup and really enjoying the internationalism of the sport, especially games that end in a tie. Haha, I’ve got jokes for days, people! Stop laughing, and let’s talk about opera.
Posted on 08 June 2010 by Zachary Troughton
“In ballet a complicated story is impossible to tell… we can’t dance synonyms.” -George Balanchine, ballet pioneer, on why my writing this column is the bomb, holler.
Posted on 01 June 2010 by Zachary Troughton
Arrested at the police station! The drama and scandal; it’s as if Puccini wrote it himself. Tosca for city commision!
Posted on 25 May 2010 by Zachary Troughton
So what is there to say about our delightfully gonzo enclave this week that hasn’t already been said? There is still oil destroying the natural aquatic resources of our vast gulf at an even greater rate than was once anticipated, it is hotter than hell outside, and the news media continue to focus on a singular murder case with extreme focus to the exclusion of many other events because of a small thing called ‘celebrity.’ Also, the sky continues to be blue.
Posted on 18 May 2010 by Zachary Troughton
Well it’s another week, and another attempt for me to inspire you to leave the comfort of air conditioning and go out into the swealtering, mosquito-laden Alabama spring air for some culture. I’m really not selling this very well am I? Well, that’s Mobile for you. Also there’s oil in all the water. Sucks.
Posted on 08 May 2010 by Zachary Troughton
Let’s start this little column with some hilarity: Tim James. As he creatively redefines xenophobia for an entire generation, many people are influenced by his incredible work through the visual medium of television and no doubt wonder aloud, “how can I, too, be a part of Alabama’s creative arts?” And although you might lack the theater know-how that an exclusive, private Baylor School education can provide to a privileged white son of an Alabama “business” “man,” you are no less privy to the cultural explosion going on all around the Gulf Coast. Let’s take a look at the goings-on of our community that don’t include oil cleanups and eviscerating European and Asian languages that predate our own.
