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Cheers to me rich land-lubbers
With its elegant fireplaces, hardwood floors sweeping views of Casco Bay and antique d?cor, it’s hard to believe that R?-R?’s (Irish Gaelic for fun and…
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Sedaris: A dog-gone funny writer
Fans of humorist David Sedaris were treated to an evening at The State Theatre on April 2 of readings by the sweetheart of public radio’s…
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Oscar? Who’s Oscar?
It’s time to squeeze into your Oscar de la Renta gown or Armani tux. Get out the expensive diamond jewelry (a.k.a. “bling-bling” for the ghetto…
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Pow!
The recent chain of school shootings caused many to question whether the media influences young people to act violently. An interactive multimedia exhibit opening this…
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Elements of b-boy style
There was graffiti on film, break dancing, hip-hop music and turntable scratching – hence “The Four Elements of Hip-Hop” at The State Theatre on March…
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Another one bites the dust
First, Stone Coast Brewery decided to turn into a steakhouse in early December. Then over New Year’s, Zootz couldn’t make the rent and shut down.…
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Editor’s choice
About the artist: Supa DJ Dmitry of the former Soviet Union was co-founder of the groundbreaking `80s dance group Deee-Lite. Since the group broke up…
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Happy rap, plain and simple
Although it has been a while since the group’s last album, 1995’s Labcabincalifornia, the sounds of the Pharcyde have been subtly heard all over the…
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Dismantling Black Caricature
On the fourth floor of the Glickman Family Library, a black child precariously hangs his head inside the wide jaw of a menacing alligator. A…
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Class clown passes the mic
In high school, Brian Giles was voted loudest in his class. Now a professional comedian, Giles is furthering that reputation by hosting occasional open mic…
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City dances around club confusion
After Portland police shut down after-hours dancing at several nightclubs last week, local club owners scrambled to find out what was going on. Club staff…
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Goodbye Zootz…
Ah, Zootz. That dank, overcrowded, sweaty hole of a nightclub was host to many a fond high school memory. By the time I was 18,…