The last twelve months have been the most interesting for Trent Reznor’s project Nine Inch Nails and his die-hard fans. After last year’s Year Zero, Reznor finally divorced himself from his former label Universal, ending a very bitter, hateful history between him and the music industry.
I never had a fantastic relationship with geese. I even went out of my way to complain about their fecal waste in my first article about Stony Brook. One can only imagine my reaction when someone asked me to write my last article of the academic year about the geese offspring at Roth Pond: Nope, sorry buddy, nuh-uh, not me, no way are you making me do this.
The most exciting part of the last Battle of the Bands, the semifinals, was the realization that the Battle of the Bands finals would only be three weeks after. Those 21 days could not have passed slower, although there was amazing weather during the last few weeks.
On Friday April 25 we had a memorial and birthday concert for Mikey Layne at the University Cafe. Mikey was a soul man, and his music was very funky. It mixed pop, soul and funk, and it had a universal, positive and anti-racist message. On January 7 2006, Mikey lost a long battle with AIDS.
Upon discovering that the Department of Theatre Arts was going to be performing The Grapes of Wrath, I was a bit worried. The technological prowess of Frank Galati’s adaptation of the beloved John Steinbeck novel calls for, among other things, a moving stage.
With the subtlety of a sledgehammer, the sequel to Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle attacks racial stereotypes and discrimination. Despite the shit and fart jokes, Escape from Guantanamo Bay offers up some substantial social commentary, though it's just as quick to toss it all aside in the name of tastelessness.