The rush begins bright and early in the week, as soon as the sour regret of the past weekend’s mistakes is replaced with anticipation for the next. All across campus, a stream of hundreds of notifications, all repeating the same scant and minimal sentence, formulated for maximum efficiency, fills screens. The messages ping in the […]

  Sure, it was a poetry reading. But don’t imagine quiet, tasteful coffeehouse gatherings populated by berets and tweed, or nodding off with a classmate’s perplexing prose in first-period English — think stomps, snaps, and shouts. Think lively banter, sharp choreography, and most importantly, really good poetry – the kind that strikes a chord, crystalizes […]

KWUR 90.3 Clayton FM, Washington University’s own underground student-run radio station, annually hosts a week of free musical events featuring local and student music, open to all Washington University students. This year’s KWUR week, which began on March 25, featured over a dozen acts, with performances ranging from lively jazz waltzes to hardcore punk screams and instrumental folk.

Offered throughout the day, seven days a week, there’s a BearFit class for everyone, whether you’re an early-bird looking for a morning pump or trying to find some peace of mind in between classes. Here are some highlights. 

Songyee Park is luminescent. On stage for K-pop girl group Woo!ah!’s debut performance in a sparkling oversized jersey over white safety shorts, her movements are perfectly in sync, hitting every bouncy “bada bada bing” with precision. The Songyee Park under the fluorescent lights of an overbooked Olin study room on a Thursday evening is something closer to the real person.

Songyee Park is luminescent. On stage for K-pop girl group Woo!ah!’s debut performance in a sparkling oversized jersey over white safety shorts, her movements are perfectly in sync, hitting every bouncy “bada bada bing” with precision. The Songyee Park under the fluorescent lights of an overbooked Olin study room on a Thursday evening is something closer to the real person.

Twenty minutes to 6 p.m. on a dark and almost-stormy Thursday evening, armed with only my trusty tote bag, the entire Apple ecosystem, and flanked with all the friends I could drag away from improv auditions, we began the journey: ready to learn the Real Life Skill of butchering a whole chicken.