Don\'t Ask Why
Written by David Vogel Tuesday, 16 November 2010 17:24I can’t think of any reason why a person should not like opera.
Think about it: in what other artistic medium can you find realistic people in realistic situations taking part in completely unrealistic activities?
This is excluding the American Broadway musical. In music theater, people walking down a street frequently break out into huge choreographed numbers. But we are all capable of dancing, or at least making dance-like gestures, in the street any time we want.
Opera is much larger than life. In opera, if a tenor gets stabbed in the chest he will continue singing his aria, with notes soaring into the mesosphere, until the end of the act, which is likely a good 30 minutes away.
If a tenor got stabbed in real life, however, he...
Written by David Vogel Tuesday, 02 November 2010 14:50I should warn you that this column should not be read by the faint of heart, the squeamish or those who were endowed with ever-vigilant gag reflexes. In fact, I’m not even planning to read this.
But here we go anyway: today’s topic is pimples.
This issue popped up (har!) because my body has had more dermatological activity this past week than usual.
It’s not that I’m unaccustomed to pimples. I’ve experienced them since the moment I hit puberty, which was around 7:30 p.m. on a Wednesday sometime in the winter of my fifth-grade year.
I remember this because I was at an evening church event when—without provocation or warning—the glands in my armpits began to produce massive quantities of perspiration, the fumes of which...
Written by David Vogel Tuesday, 19 October 2010 15:56Call me a romantic, but for some reason I always expect life to progress in phases, like it does in the movies. Whenever a significant event ends, I wait for some sort of pomp or fanfare, perhaps some scrolling credits.
But this never seems to be the case.
For example, the cast and crew of Tabor College’s homecoming production just finished our final presentation of “The Pirates of Penzance.”
This is something that I have devoted the better portion of my time to since August, not to mention countless hours of learning the music over the summer.
But now we’re done, and, as always, I’m waiting for some sort of time-continuum disruption that will indicate the separation of that era of my life to whatever major event is lined...
Written by David Vogel Tuesday, 05 October 2010 15:28I recently came across an article from The Boston Globe headlined, “Are we raising a generation of nincompoops?”
Since I am a member of that ninconpoopous generation, I am not able to present an unbiased opinion about this article.
Now, I’m not one to put down my peers, mind you. I think there are a lot of successful (if not questionable) innovations that my generation has brought to society. Facebook and Miley Cyrus, for example. But the article made some good points that I can’t help but agree with.
To quote the sentence fragments at the beginning of the article: “Second-graders who can’t tie shoes or zip jackets. Four-year-olds in Pull-Ups diapers. Five-year-olds in strollers. Teens and preteens befuddled by...
Written by David Vogel Tuesday, 28 September 2010 16:03The problem with being in a theatrical production is that at some point somebody other than you or your mother is going to form very strong opinions about your hair, and you will lose all constitutional rights to it.
I come to fully realize this every year as Tabor College gears up for its annual homecoming production. This year it is (this is not an advertisement) Harry Gilbert and George Sullivan’s comic operetta “The Pirates of Penzance,” which will not only be of high quality and entertaining, but also the cultural event of the year at which anybody who is anybody will be attending.
Not that I would ever consider for a second shamelessly plugging it.
Opening night is only a couple of weeks away, and it’s getting to the...
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