Daily Archives: September 16, 2010
If you were anywhere near New North on Monday night and couldn’t study, converse, or hear yourself think, then you’re already familiar with the Georgetown Drumline. From 8 to 9 p.m., the group’s 15 members banged out eighth-notes and bashed cymbals together at a deafening volume on the outdoor patio across from the Davis Center.
Bacon is the great equalizer. Rich or poor, black or white, super fly or rhythmically inept, everybody can get down on some grease-fried pork. So when a group of local DJs set out to create the most inclusive funk and soul dance party in town, there was only one name that could truly capture its essence—Fatback.
Travelling across the harsh continent of Australia can be too much for even the strongest of us. We’re familiar with the wild bands of marauders in the Mad Max series, and witnessed horrific acts of violence in 2005’s The Proposition.
When you’ve exhausted all your on-campus excuses to avoid the rapidly growing pile of work on your desk, it might be time to escape to the movie theater. That’s right, the actual theater. Sure, the unscrupulous among us may be content to download the latest releases, but that can never truly stack up against the true movie-going experience.
Few bands are more frustrating than Weezer. They produced two of the best records of the last fifteen years, Weezer and the early emo classic Pinkerton, but recent, unfortunate efforts have reduced the band to a parody of itself. Their last few successful songs have been candy-coated, sugar pop anthems.
The Walkmen are proof that past failures do not prohibit future successes. But the thing is, you can never predict whether the band’s next album will be an instant classic or an ignored flop. After two lackluster albums, A Hundred Miles Off and Pussy Cats Starring The Walkmen, the band turned around and released 2008’s killer You & Me.
Blame it on Colonel Sanders. Blame it on the kiddie play areas at McDonald’s with the multicolored ball pits. Blame it on the good ol’ American attitude that bigger is always better, and so supersize is the only option. Whatever the culprit, the unavoidable fact remains: obesity in the United States is an epidemic.
I cannot understand why anyone would pay money to have someone puncture their skin with tiny needles that stab at the speed of 100 times per second using a machine that sounds like a dental drill and stabs like a sewing machine, and then fill the resulting wounds with ink.
After years of being decried as a sideshow at best and an inhumane blood sport at worst, mixed martial arts have seemingly reached the mainstream, garnering national media coverage with the commercial success of Ultimate Fighting Championship. But at Georgetown, the sport remains underground.
As the weather cools down and baseball season approaches October, a number of playoff races are heating up. The Yankees and Rays, the two best teams in the league, are battling for the AL East crown while the Padres, Giants and Rockies are separated by only 2.5 games in the NL West as of Wednesday night.