At 7 p.m., Whitney Museum of American Art, (212) 570-3600, whitney.org; free with museum admission, which is pay what you wish after 6 p.m. (Sisario) ★ ULRICH SCHNAUSS (Tuesday) An electronic musician from Berlin, Ulrich Schnauss makes frothy, expansive rock songs that recall both the throbbing shoe-gaze of My Bloody Valentine and the spectral diddlings of Kraftwerk and Tangerine Dream.
Many readers remember him most, however, for poems that capture the pathos of what he and other Jews experienced in the war, like the verses he wrote in 1942 in "A Vogn Shikh" ("A Wagon of Shoes"), about a wagon clattering through Vilna's alleys filled with a heap of "throbbing shoes".
She placed the pouch in the basket and then sat carefully on the side of the bed, her kidneys aching, her feet throbbing inside her shoes.
Later in the day, in the heart of Flatbush, Lourdes Taveras paused to take off her shoes because her left foot, broken months before, was throbbing.
'Kick your shoes off, do not fear/ Bring that bottle over here,' she whispers, her voice throbbing with smoky, late-night come-hither.
Now, after being buffeted for hours by hurricanes of throbbing techno bass, shuddering astral hisses, a monsoon of sound amid a deluge of bodies, kids grinning into their shoes that they'd found it, the nirvana Tim Leary dangled in front of another generation -- now, after a long night on the cusp of revelation, at 5 in the morning, the house was awfully quiet in comparison.
My head was still throbbing.
My temples started throbbing.
