"On November 6, of last year I went to Traveling Through Time and Town at Shorter University. It lasted
about 40 minutes, maybe a little more, and had about 30 or 40 people in
attendance. It being my first college concert, I expected it to be longer and
have more people in the audience, especially with it being at a university.
Before I start criticizing the concert, I just want to say that it was overall,
an alright or mediocre production. That being said getting to where the
performance was taking place and a few parts of the concert itself was bad. Getting
to Shorter was easy and the campus was very nice. Finding the chapel on campus
where the concert was taking place wasn’t hard either, but when me and my
friend walked in, we had no idea where to go as there were no signs. Later we
found out that if we would of just went straight up the stairs that we would
have been where we needed to be, but of course we went right and accidentally
met up with the chorus. We walked all around the chapel getting an accidental
tour and even found a door we could have used to sneak in and not have to pay,
but we needed the programs so we eventually found the right place to get in. We
took balcony seats and started looking over the program to see if we knew any
of the songs and just see what would be coming. Soon more people started to
filter in and then the chorus came on stage. Now skipping a song and going to Holy,
Holy, Holy. I’ve heard this hymn a lot of times and never have I heard it
performed so badly because of the beat boxer they added, I assume to make it
more modern. Now the other songs were fine with few mistakes but this song
alone made it a worse experience." That was a little excerpt from a past concert report of mine. I am a good critic.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Almost Done
So close to being done with blogs, that is good because I'm running out of stuff to type. I recently beat a video game called Mass Effect 3. I would of given the game a perfect score, I mean I loved it. BUT it has one of the worst endings (and there are multiple endings, but I'm talking about them all) I have ever seen in any entertainment medium whether it is television shows, movies, or games it stunk. Now here is some information on Praxiteles the Greek sculptor. Not much is known about Praxiteles but what is known is that
he was born in Athens, Greece. His area of expertise was art, mainly sculpting.
He wasn’t a philosopher, he didn’t change or revolutionize anything but he was exceptional
at sculpting. Praxiteles was a very famous sculptor of his time, he was the
first sculptor to sculpt the nude woman form full-scale. He was also most
famous for his god and goddesses sculptures, like the Aphrodite of Cridus or
Hermes and the baby Dionysus. He eventually started a school of art focusing
mainly on sculpting and usually he and his students used marble for his
sculptures like most sculptors of his time. It is believed that his father‘s
name was Cephisodotus the Elder and that he fell in love with one of his
models, Thespian courtesan Phryne which he had children with. Not much is known
of his children but one of his grandchildren named Praxiteles was also a very
famous sculptor and followed in his footsteps. It was very common for names to
appear every other generation in Greek society. His grandson sculpted but
different than what he did, like his grandson was most known for his sculptures
of the poor. The estimated time of his birth was 390 B.C. and estimated death
was 330 B.C. putting his death just before Alexander the Great came into power.
It is said that if Praxiteles was still alive than he more in likely would have
been hired by Alexander. That is how good he was. Information from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Praxiteles
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
who are you?
My spring break was basically a normal week with a few exceptions. I went to work, played games, went over to friend's house hung-out and saw John Carter. John Carter was a solid 8/10, so it did have a couple of problems but was still good to watch. Another good movie is Braveheart one of the many movies Mel Gibson was in before he went crazy. It is set in a post-apocalyptic Iceland, where humans have been set back in to the feudal system. Mel Gibson or William Wallace as he is called in the movie, is the protagonist and at the beginning of the movie his parents die of nuclear radiation. Shortly after his uncle, William Stryker or a cyclops, as that is what he plays in this movie, comes to take custody of the child and take him around the world to assess the full damage from the nuclear war and teach William pig latin. After leaving for an extended amount of time, I would guess about fifteen years, William comes back to Iceland after learning pig latin and finally having slain the cyclops. He spent so much time away assessing the nuclear damage, that the Earth's atmosphere actually had time to heal, so it was all for nothing. To deal with the sadness of a wasted fifteen years he throws rocks, big rocks with the village barbarian, in hopes of hitting the rabbit which has been messing with the village gardens. Then during a wedding that William is attending the NNR show up or the New Nazi Regime shows up to take back their spy they planted in the village to locate the last and only nuke not fired in the previous war. Then the savage natives of Iceland and the NNR have a huge battle over the nuke and William paints his face blue, and that is as far as I got in the movie.
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