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Alter Ego: A Lifestyle

“We’re all fashion whores in my family,” says Sabina Hyderi, a former lawyer and part-time actress who, with her brother Sameer, runs this clunkily named vintage shop at 2823 N. Lincoln–just a few blocks from My Masala, the contemporary boutique belonging to her sister Salwa Harmon. Last summer the Hyderis transformed what looks to have […]

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Women in the Director’s Chair International Film & Video Festival

With 21 film and video programs, 8 video installations, and several other events, the 24th annual Women in the Director’s Chair festival is greatly expanded from last year and offers more cutting-edge work than previous editions. This year’s festival runs Wednesday through Sunday, March 16 through 20, at the Chicago Cultural Center, Claudia Cassidy Theater, […]

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Just Wanderer

The final revelation in Stephen Cone’s play–which traps a retired NYPD officer with an unwelcome interloper in a remote beachfront house–is unsettling and graphic. It’s also disappointing, since the last ten minutes get pulled out of the ether in Cone’s purposely elliptical Sam Shepard-style script. But Mark A. Steel as the ex-cop and Tyler A. […]

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Tim Berne’s Acoustic Hard Cell

Most of saxophonist Tim Berne’s work this decade has prominently featured electric and electronic instrumentation (often courtesy of keyboardist Craig Taborn and guitarist Marc Ducret), and until one gig in England last year the sound of this trio–Berne, Taborn, and drummer Tom Rainey–was largely defined by the Fender Rhodes electric piano. But no Rhodes was […]

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Nightengales

Thanks to an unending stream of CD reissues, music by obscure bands from the late 70s and early 80s–New York punk-funk outfit ESG, for instance, or British postpunkers A Certain Ratio and 23 Skidoo–is finding its way to listeners who weren’t yet born when it was made. One of the latest beneficiaries of this trend […]

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Oly

Lots of synth pop is so sweet and overearnest it makes me gag–I can’t stand that lovey-dovey doe-eyed little-girl crap. But I find Oly strangely touching, probably because her forlorn-orphan melodies and almost bluesy vocals don’t give me the impression that she’s looking for a hug–she’s actually OK with being sad. She has to take […]