‘South Park’ transcends toilet humor
By ADAM WYNN | Jan. 29, 2009I have a question for anyone who has ever watched television: What the hell is wrong with us?
I have a question for anyone who has ever watched television: What the hell is wrong with us?
The "Pride of the Sunshine" Fightin' Gator Marching Band is in demand, but high travel fees have prevented it from performing in two high-profile events this month.
President Barack Obama has been given a number of religious titles in the past year, ranging from "secular progressive" to "secret Muslim," yet all the while he has professed to be a Protestant Christian. Rather than delving into Obama's religion, let's start with an easier question:
The Internet has opened up new platforms for the musician and music lover.
The beat-challenged white man's attempt to appeal to please cool urban people, the remix album already exists as something of a superfluous curiosity, but gains an added aura of "WTF?" whenever someone as supremely talented as Thom Yorke indulges in its futile pursuits. It is safe to say that each and every one of these nine edits resurfaces inferior to its predecessor, but The Bug's adaptation of "Harrowdown Hill" takes the butcher-job crown as it (for lack of a better term) erases the track's devastating electric guitar coda. Elsewhere, Various' "Analyse" rendition kills any sense of rhythm with stuttering drum machine percussion and layers of reverb. Yorke includes two versions of "Black Swan," which would seem laughably unjustified if not for the chorus's eloquent summation of the remix: "This is f----d up/ f----d up."
Unfortunate results tend to ensue when Hollywood moguls cast their significant others in leading roles.
Redemption.
There are only about two weeks left until that dreaded holiday, the one full of an obnoxious amount of pink, with roses everywhere and events planned to remind you that you're single.
Glasvegas takes its name from hometown Glasgow and Sin City, which means that the Scottish quartet has an uncanny knack for haphazardly conjoining words and musical trends. To the surprise of no one, the NME crowd has anointed these Clash look-alikes London's latest and greatest craze du jour as This Month's Beatles manage a sound that pillages from almost every English musical movement of the last three decades. Shoegaze grandeur? Check. Ringing Edge-style guitars? Check. The Smiths' melodrama? Oh yeah, it's there -- most shamelessly in the form of "Lonesome Swan," a hackneyed rip of "I Know It's Over" with a guitar line set to the latter song's "Then why are you on your own tonight?" melody. Particularly grotesque is the Joe Strummer knock-off "Stabbed" that repeats ad nauseam, "I'm gonna get stabbed."
Florida's Board of Governors will meet again today as part of a two-day session, addressing two topics that will center on saving students money, in the session's final day.
As a recovering Christian, I find some of the proclamations of faith in Turlington Plaza extremely hard to swallow. I do not understand how screaming "You're all gonna die" is supposed to bring people to Christ. It is a ludicrous idea.
Jayne Moraski knocked on tent flap after tent flap at tent city on Wednesday, poking her head in to ask Gainesville homeless about their lives.
Improving transportation and making city buses more hip were among the topics discussed by Gainesville residents Wednesday at a workshop sponsored by the Regional Transit System.
Dean Early's column pertaining to the front-page photo on the January 22 issue of the Alligator is rife with contradiction, both in theology and logic.
Worlds collide in Castle Donington, England. Devo grows up a punk band; disco hones its chops at CBGB; black leather sprouts sequins. Late of the Pier wears the side effects. A four-piece from the British Isles, the young new wave act shows off all manner of mishmashed influences, piecing together a sound that filters the '80s' choice bits through a laptop, distorts them to hell and discards everything else. This cut-and-paste style makes room for swirling synths, Nintendo-bleep percussion, even Sabbath-lite riff rock ("Heartbeat"). But these secondary players all feed off the band's bread and butter: the almighty groove, which achieves a heightened state in the form of the menacing electro-blast called "Whitesnake." It's a song that unlocks imaginative, other-dimension scenarios - two-steppers take over Studio 54; Madge learns guitar; hipsters dance to power chords.
Home-court advantage can never be underestimated in college basketball.
As the youngest member of a family of seven, I was the last one to start drinking alcohol.
Dr. Jay A. Levy, co-discoverer of the human immunodeficiency virus (HIV), spoke to a packed auditorium Wednesday morning to present research on a protein produced by certain white blood cells that can interrupt the transmission of HIV.
The State Attorney's office filed three charges of prostitution against former Gainesville police officer Bill Billings Wednesday, after seven months of investigations revealed that he paid prostitutes for sex.