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Monday, April 06, 2026

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Experiment with daring nail polish shades this season

Week after week, you have heard me preach about bold colors for summer, and this season's nail shades are no different. Think of the colors you would use to highlight bold terms in your textbook. For those of you who like to keep the bright colors on your toes only, you are in luck, because white nail polishes are also in for summer.


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Beck’s latest a guilt trip

For most, 38th birthdays come and go with little cause for contemplation. For Beck - alpha loser, fifth Beatle, fourth Beastie Boy - 38 means finding himself knee-deep in a mid-life crisis, contemplating worldly ills and taking stock in a self-destructing society that's making a beeline for the pit of hell.


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"Get Smart" goes dull

The tuxedos, guns and gadgets are back. "Get Smart," a big-screen adaptation of the 1960s show parodying the spy genre, indulges in every James Bond and Pink Panther stereotype to create an enjoyable spoof.


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Hippies score on debut

Fleet Foxes isn't your father's Seattle band. The five-piece Puget pioneers avoid flannel, regularly bathe and - here's the real departure - seem genuinely happy to be alive. These guys have aesthetic taste, favoring 16th century cover artwork over naked babies (Nirvana) and mangy farm animals (Pearl Jam). Of greater importance, the group's brand of Brian Wilson-flavored folk lullaby makes more noise in blogs than in stadiums, a telltale sign that they are out of place and time.


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Avenue review: The Early Twenties

While you may not run into Soulja Boy on campus, critiquing local musicians can be risky. In the attempt to discover local music and at the suggestion of a fellow writer, below is a local band review.


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R.E.M. deliver impressive show, prove they can still rock

"We are young despite the years we are concern/ We are hope despite the times." So sings Michael Stipe on R.E.M.'s classic "These Days," the band's statement of purpose and a tune that had been rattling in my head a full week prior to an early summer gig at the University of California, Berkeley campus. The song rocks, no questions asked, but it's also slightly cringe-inducing, should you picture it played by three middle-aged hipsters - one frumpy (Peter Buck), one bald (Stipe) and one timelessly nerdy (Mike Mills). It also begs the question, are these guys full of it? Twenty years on, are once-ballsy claims now as hollow as one of Buck's signature Rickenbackers? In short, does R.E.M. still matter?



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