Nerd-core hip hop movement combines nerds and rap
By BRITTANY DAVIS | Aug. 4, 2010If Eminem and Luke Skywalker got into a shouting match over a rap beat, and they referenced Halo, Harry Potter and hard drives, the result might sound like nerdcore.
If Eminem and Luke Skywalker got into a shouting match over a rap beat, and they referenced Halo, Harry Potter and hard drives, the result might sound like nerdcore.
And so, dear readers, here we are. Another summer in Gainesville has come and gone, and it's time we all look back and reflect on how much we've gone through. There's been plenty of things to remember over this past pseudo-semester, like that time ... where ... um ...
Members of UF's Greek community are responsible for the thousands of walking billboards for apartments, insurance companies and its own events on campus and around Gainesville.
He steps up to the microphone – eyes shut, sweat streaming down his face and guitar — as the raspy sound of his voice cuts through the twangy, bluegrass sound of his band.
Even though riding around on a little metal frame with two wheels can seem foolish and a bit dangerous, it doesn't have to be.
After a weekend of heinous heavy lifting, vacuuming, organizing and more heavy lifting, I found myself questioning how I was still alive Sunday night during my weekly date with HBO. I'm sure many of you have or will find yourselves asking that same question during this moving season.
The Gator spirit of the UF Cicerones is no force to reckon with.
Those with a love for video games or digital arts and media, and even some professional gamers, came out last Thursday and Friday to the Norman Gym for The Beta gaming tournament.
What kind of movie can you make in just a day?
When “Inception” came out, the general populace joined together in solidarity and screamed out in unison, “OHMYGODWTFBBQSAUCE!”
Civilizations rise and fall, such is the cycle of human history. There are many things attributing to the downfall of a civilization, such as disease, wars or societal collapse. However, I realized recently that there will be only one thing to bring down modern Western civilization. Dear readers, I have seen the harbinger of the end of time, and it exists among us in startling quantity. Of course, I refer to Four Loko.
An economics degree from Cornell University. A law degree from UF. Experience as a marketing director.
A timid young boy and his family held their ticket and waited anxiously in line to have John Sikorski, local antique evaluation expert, evaluate their item.
Florida may be burning up, but Greenland is melting.
The Vans Warped Tour is the largest traveling punk rock festival in America. Founded by Kevin Lyman in 1994, Warped Tour has grown massively and now features bands from a variety of genres playing all across America.
Some of us had to look in through the wide window from Northwest Second Street. Most of us were covered in sweat and cheap beer. We were all singing along.
It was a show with no script, no costumes and no props.
Rum. Australians overthrew their government for it. The Royal Navy got a daily ration of it until 1970. George Washington demanded it at his 1789 inauguration. Although it’s been around for 100 years, we still drink it like there’s no tomorrow.
The hot dog on my plate frightened me. But as I sat at Gator Dawgs on West University Avenue armed with a half gallon of milk, a loaf of bread and a box of Kleenex, I knew it was too late to back out. I was about to eat a Ghost Chili Dawg, topped with sauce from the bhut jolokia, known as the ghost pepper, the hottest in the world.
Rarely is a man so great that even the legends written about him fail to truly capture the magnificence of his existence. This is one of those situations. This is an especially unique case, however, because the great man I am writing about is not a man. Readers, put on your monocles and be seated in your favorite fireside chair, for I shall chronicle the life and times of my cat, Boots.