The flock of alumni returning to Gainesville for Homecoming weekend is expected to give a boost to local businesses - one that is especially welcome during the economic crisis.
Rain or shine, the show will go on.
Two reports of scams Tuesday that totaled $11,000 and targeted the elderly could be connected, according to Gainesville Police.
Dow, Pacman - it sucks to be a Jones these days. So to ward off any negative surname karma, Norah has officially changed her name to Rachael Yamagata, piano-crooner extraordinaire. On "Elephants…Teeth Sinking Into Heart," Yamagata - if that's really her name - makes understated, acoustic music for coffee houses. For all of their nuance and organic instrumentation, "What If I Leave" - answer: I probably wouldn't notice because I fell asleep half an hour ago - and "Over and Over" match herbal tea for sheer excitement. It comes as a kick in the stomach when, for the love of PJ Harvey, disc two erupts with three vicious, melodic rockers. Maybe the Norah comparisons are off, but that's what she gets for making me suffer through the "Elephant" tranquilizer.
Enduring an economic crisis does not justify devolving into a reprehensible, socially irrelevant miscreant, which is exactly the transformation people undergo when they decide to make ends meet by scamming and robbing the elderly.
Where would democracy be without the third party? Exactly where it is today, but don't tell that to Murs. With "Murs for President," the L.A. rapper throws his hat into the political ring with a free-styling beat-fest that's both wordy and repetitive - he would make a great stump speech. His everyman message: "You might think that you know me / You know where I'm coming from." Actually no, Murs, we don't know you, so let's begin the vetting process. His stance on immigration, from "Lookin' Fly": "My Brazilian / She worth a few million / Beauty and brains / Might let her have my children." Surprisingly tolerant! Foreign policy experience, from "Soo Comfortable": "Moved away from Maui to European valleys." Hell, he's probably pals with Sarkozy. But can he pull the female vote? From guitar-riff laden "Road Is My Religion": "Every night different women want to please me." I think we have ourselves a contender.
The UF men's swim team opened up its Southeastern Conference season against LSU on Wednesday, downing the Tigers 166-131 and improving its all-time record against LSU to 19-0.
The Gainesville club scene is not my favorite crowd. I'm much more of a small, pretentious boutique club girl myself, but my loving friends and roommates have dragged me out to my share of Gainesville clubs, and I have not been impressed by what I've seen. Maybe it's because my taste in going-out attire is just different than most, but some of the outfits I've seen out on Friday and Saturday nights in Gainesville are beyond wretched. In my tradition of trying to better the taste of the Gainesville population, I'll describe some outfits I don't think you should wear out.
One bus, one band and a group of friends will hit Gainesville music venue Common Grounds today at 9 p.m.
Last year, the Gators needed all 11 Southeastern Conference games to win the regular-season title. This season they will have three chances to clinch at least a share of the top spot, starting tonight with a match against Arkansas.
I thought the Alligator was a reputable newspaper until I read what was allowed to be published by Stephanie Schroeder.
The Obama train plowed through Gainesville Wednesday afternoon, leaving in its wake thousands of sweaty, inspired fans yearning for change.
A few hours before Michelle Obama spoke to a crowd of more than 10,000 people, a rally only blocks away promoted a different point of view.
The tug-of-war for tuition-setting power between the state Legislature and the Board of Governors has no end in sight, according to a former higher education official who spoke at UF on Wednesday.
In response to Tuesday's letter, I would like to say that you, Schroeder, should be ashamed of yourself.
Cows coming home, days in the sun, cold Budweiser - it's the finer things in life that concern country collective The Weight. While "Are Men" ruminates lyrically on simple pleasures and equally simple pains, the music relies heavily on intricacy. The cowboys' equation: Silver Jews, minus smart-ass irony and plus an extra shot of twang. "Hillbilly Highway" is pretty much exactly what you'd expect - a beer-soaked love song for hicks, fleshed out with organ fills and yeehaw fiddle. It's a somber affair for the most part, but "Had It Made" shakes off the Jack and Coke haze with a Tweedy-esque melody and stomping guitar interplay. The tune cuts to the barbecued heart of The Weight - these "Men" are really just a bunch of good ol' boys.
UF's College of Medicine received a five-year, $5.3 million grant Wednesday to fund a center to prevent and improve care for head and neck cancers in minorities.
ST. PETERSBURG - Cole Hamels, Chase Utley and the rest of the Philadelphia Phillies shook off a week's worth of waiting and turned it into a World Series win.
Michelle Obama wants everyone to know that her husband gets it.
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