Each Thursday, the Avenue is serving up the best in entertainment, pop culture and everything in between. From the big screen to the radio waves, check out this week’s picks.
So much has been made of Bob Dylan’s songwriting: When he put hand to typewriter (as he liked to often do), his lyrics came out indelible, engrossing and timeless. Here’s the Avenue’s picks for the killer lines that send Dylanologists into convulsions.
Let's be honest. We're kind of lame. Our generation thinks that texting American Idol counts as voting, watching music festivals is done on TV and activism means "like-ing" a Facebook page about a cause.
Musicians spanning across time — everyone from rockers like the Rolling Stones to more current folk artists like Ray LaMontagne — have cited influences by Bob Dylan. Here, some of Gainesville’s freshest talents sound off about the songwriting giant and his contribution to music.
Kerry Oliver-Smith remembers her first day at the Samuel P. Harn Museum of Art, 20 years ago.
Dear Jared,
Before I even get out of bed in the morning, I roll over and check my Facebook. While I’m in class, I keep my laptop open so I can pretend to type notes while my professor lectures and check my Facebook. When I’m with friends, I get on the Internet, so I can show them a video of a cat who wants a cheeseburger and check my Facebook.
We sent Alligator writers to Tuesday’s advanced screening of “The Social Network” at the Reitz Union, this year’s highly anticipated portrayal of the rise of Facebook creator Mark Zuckerberg.
This Friday, theaters across the country are debuting “The Social Network,” the true story of how the world-changing, Myspace-destroying, time-draining, mega-site Facebook came to be. In honor of the movie, we decided to do our own little social experiment to see just how friendly the Facebook world really is.
Ellie Circhansky spent her high-school weekends digging. Sifting through mounds of clothing at thrift stores, she stretched her $20 allowance to its bare bones, salvaging the simplistic designer pieces others tossed form their closets and welcoming them into her own.
Jake Logan is throwing the ultimate kegger this Friday: the Tipple's Beer Run.
Each Thursday, the Avenue is serving up the best in entertainment, pop culture and everything in between. From the big screen to the radio waves, check out this week’s picks.
Each Thursday, the Avenue is serving up the best in entertainment, pop culture and everything in between. From the big screen to the radio waves, check out this week’s picks.
Dear Jared,
If there’s anyone in this town that can go out night after night, get stupid-drunk and not die, it’s me. I’m Kat Bein, pro-rager and party journalist extraordinaire. My mission was easy: Hit the streets, get schwasted and meet people. Basically, do what I do every night, but do it harder.
From left to right: a woman, a man and another man, all holding hands. I thought it was a pretty interesting sight too, not necessarily because I was confused, but because I had never seen it before. I thought I never would either. Rather than walk up and ask for an interview, I decided to follow them. They reached the entrance to Library West and then all parted ways, so I sat down to think. Was that a genuine three- way relationship?
Alcohol is the life-blood of the nightlife in Gainesville, lubricating our conversations and glossing over the things we wish to ignore. My mission was simple but by no means easy: Go out and try to enjoy a full week of what Gainesville has to offer after dark, without having a single drink.
You can tell a lot about a band by its MySpace profile. Go to the page for the indie rock band Surfer Blood and you'll only see a white background and the "Sounds Like" section featuring videos like "cat eating sour apple lollypop" and "Cat says NOM NOM NOM while eating sour cream."
This isn't "Glee's" William McKinley High. There's no Will Schuester. No Rachel Berry (although there's plenty of voices that compare).
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