When I was asked to write an article capturing my experience at Washington University I wanted to transcribe a testimonial about the euphoria I felt the first time I stepped on campus, and how the spirit of WU spoke to my inner child and that I immediately knew my time here would be well spent.
Amandla! A Revolution in Four-Part Harmony
Documentary focuses on the music that aided persecuted South Africans during the brutal years of apartheid. The African’s incredible music was used as social protest against the government’s injustices against its black population.
Basic
Directed by: John McTiernan
Starring: John Travolta, Connie Nielsen, Samuel L. Jackson
Playing at: Chase Park Plaza, Esquire
“Basic” is anything but that
by John Hamel
Given the vast number of low-brow teen comedies, mechanical action flicks, and sentimental romance stories Hollywood has recently flung at us, every once in a great while we disregard our escapist (or uncultured) tendencies and rally around movies that force us to think.
Indie rock shows are, in general, rather sparsely decorated affairs. For shows at the Gargoyle, this is even truer, with most bands gracing its tiny stage in front of nothing more than a plain black wall. However, getting not one but four of the hottest names in the college rock scene onstage in one night in a place that resembles a storage basement more than a concert venue requires someone to pony up the cash to make it happen.
Back in the heyday of girls-vs.-boys politics that is middle school, one of the greatest mysteries to a guy like myself was the all-girls sleepover. The idea of an entire room full of girls, gossiping, playing around, and just generally being girls, is both an exciting and a daunting idea to any man, let alone to a 10-year old kid.
I’m not going to lie to you; working in a record store is a great job. Sure, the job isn’t all glamour and glitz: the pay is absolutely abysmal, and plenty of the customers you have to deal with are as dumb as rocks. On the other hand, you get all kinds of perks.
I remember the day like it was yesterday. It was my 11th birthday, and my parents gave me a copy of Motley Crue’s instant classic “Dr. Feelgood.” It was the sound of four guys having a whole lot more fun than I was having, and listening to them sing about it was about as much of a rush as little Catholic school kid like me could hope for.
The band may be named after a long-dead, turn-of-the-century German poet, but don’t worry: Rainer Maria won’t make you think. They will, however, take straight aim at your heart when they hit the stage at the Creepy Crawl on February 12th.
Hailing from Madison, WI, the trio specializes in the emo-pop played by bands like Jimmy Eat World or fellow-Wisconsinites Hey Mercedes (best known for their stellar performance at W.
Digger
Keystone
Hopeless Records
Pop-punk too cute to be punk, too punk to be pop, too awful to be good
by Travis Petersen
Since when is it okay for punk rock to be cute? More and more often lately it seems that bands playing formulaic punk rock can be easily described by that simple awful word.
There’s a rather disheartening trend in the St. Louis music scene these days: nobody dances at rock and roll shows anymore. A band can be up on stage playing their hearts out, leaping across the stage, and savagely pounding on their instruments only to look up to a sea of slack-jawed, motionless blobs, too concerned about looking cool to tap their feet along to the beat.
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