I’m a fairly rabid reader of The New Yorker, for what it’s worth. And today’s article on the glitch in the Best Picture Awards at the Oscars this year struck me as one of those moments where we create our own soundtrack.
Since I’ve been posting on this blog more regularly lately, I thought I’d share this slightly surreal experience. Maybe I only go there because I’m a popular culture/ethnomusicology/performance studies scholar? I don’t know. But it seems the thing to do today.
So, read the article. And while you’re doing that, hit “play” below.