Without supporting instruments or digital synthesizing enhancement, a cappella groups are as bare bones as music can get – and yet, the sheer talent and range these singers exert in collaboration can upstage the most cutting-edge technology on the market.
Generally, fans greet the cancellation of their beloved shows with shock, anger and disbelief. A majority of the cast and crew have even more intense, but similar feelings as the shows that established their careers cease production, especially if the show is cancelled "before its time." No television mogul may be more familiar with these feelings than Joss Whedon.
An initial look at the seemingly ancient, vinyl-looking album cover would seem to suggest that the Foxboro Hot Tubs is just another retro band trying to capitalize on the recent garage rock revival. But after hearing the first words of the album, a familiar voice comes to mind, one that is strikingly close to that of Billie Joe Armstrong. That's because it is Armstrong, none other than the frontman of Green Day.
When describing Mates of State, the first word that comes to mind is "adorable." This is a tricky adjective to describe music—what does "adorable music" sound like exactly? — but there is no denying how adorable this indie-pop duo is.
Nintendo twisted itself into a pretzel to make the "tired exercise" genre fun and innovative again with "Wii Fit." After some heavy lifting, the new "balance board" accessory takes the gold.
Indiana Jones is back. It has been 19 years since the last film and the only real marks of change are some CGI-heavy scenes and cinematography that is ever so slightly slicker. It is just as fun and fast-paced as any of the older films. In fact, the story and action move so briskly that the two hours whiz by. The banter is still so playfully bitchy and the action sequences so exciting that it makes it impossible not to feel the same way you did when you first saw the original movies.
UC Irvine's Songfest 2008 kicked off its 30th anniversary last Thursday night with a dazzling showcase of Irvine Greeks on Broadway. On May 22, the Bren Events Center transformed into the Tony awards as each fraternity and sorority on campus performed individual renditions of hit musical shows such as "Wicked" or "Damn Yankees." Parents, students and alumni gathered together for a three-hour non-stop sequence of song and dance.
When picturing college life, the images that come to mind are those of a crowded dorm, a Thursday night party or a table littered with red cups from a round of beer pong. Rarely does anyone think of sitting in traffic or enduring a grueling commute. For many college students, however, commuting is a part of their college experience.
CHRONICLES OF GNARNIA: The bee is quietly buzzing around Cara; it's not very much of a buzzing bee, just more of an annoying silent, small bug. I want to kill it, but no one else notices its buzzing. We're in a large circle, smoking in front of Jill's apartment.
ASK GRACE: "I have a whole box full of three-ring binders that I no longer need. They were useful last year, but they fail to serve their purpose now. What do I do?"
Picture this: It's a Friday morning and you wake up to bright neon numbers flashing directly in your face and the obnoxious alarm begging you to wake up after a long night out. You smack the snooze button in an attempt to gain a few extra minutes of sleep, only to wake up to the same situation nine minutes later. This is a common scenario. It's said that the few minutes of sleep you get when you hit the snooze button is the best you get of the night. However, it's often the most costly as well.
THE WAY I SEE IT: Before I even turned the much-anticipated age of 21, I told myself (and so did my mother) that I would go to Vegas and be the best 21-year-old I could be. Translation: drink, gamble and do all of the reckless things I would not be able to do in a few years. This, however, never happened, and it was not long before I found myself in the same old routine: school, the occasional visit back home, the rare house party and the infrequent satisfaction of purchasing my own alcohol. Then I turned 22, and decided that this little "ring around the Vegas" had gone on long enough.
The double doors of the court room open as a group of men and women enter, dressed in their Calvin Klein neck ties and form-fitting pencil skirts. No music beats syncopate the sounds of their footsteps as they make their way toward the stand. Judge Mills does not have his gavel at hand waiting to preside over the legal woes of biter exes. This isn't an episode of "The People's Court." Welcome to the National Championship Tournament for the most talented mock trial teams worldwide.
