‘Burnouts in love’ go it alone on new Silver Jews album
By ROBERT HILSON | July 9, 2008David Berman, you've got to hide your love away.
David Berman, you've got to hide your love away.
Summer B is officially under way and unfortunately, so are the afternoon thunderstorms.
Self-aware robots rebelling are the stuff of science fiction horror. However, Pixar succeeds at making that the subject of its latest family film, "WALL-E."
Falling asleep during a concert seems nearly impossible.
Think pink, do blue, be seen in green and say hello to yellow. This summer's shoes and purses are all about vibrant colors.
Relationships can drive you mad.
If the early 90s sci-fi show "Quantum Leap" and PBS's "Masterpiece Theatre" had a passionate affair, "Confessions of a Jane Austen Addict" by Laurie Viera Rigler would be their love child.
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.
All rules are out the window when it comes to experimental music. Primal screams, scratchy dialogue, looping riffs and ambient echoes are just some of the sounds at a typical Action Research show.
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.
One after another, cars poured out of the Wal-Mart parking lot in the quaint town of Manchester, Tenn. Thursday morning.
Summer is definitely the time of year to be flirtier, especially when it comes to fragrances. I've done some research at Sephora and concocted a list of this summer's must-have scents for guys and girls.
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.
"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?
Joe Loffredo leads a double life. By day, he sports a button-down shirt tucked into khaki slacks. By night, he dons a bandana and high-top sneakers.
"The Incredible Hulk" is an incredible disappointment. I had such high hopes for this remake after Marvel Studios' success with "Iron Man" and the film's reported box office numbers. True, this version is better than the 2003 "Hulk" but this film is still not up to par with what you would expect from a superhero movie.
Don't mess with the Sandman. Adam Sandler has done it again with his combination of ridiculous characters, raunchy humor and crazy fight sequences that help make his new flick, "Don't Mess With the Zohan," gut-bustingly funny.
A one-night stand is nothing to be ashamed of. You should be proud of it. Cramming a mini-relationship based on attraction and minimal conversation into less than 24 hours is a feat.
The times have changed, and we girls should be grateful. In 1958, women at UF were finally permitted to wear Bermuda shorts as long as they were not a disruption to class. According to a Tampa Tribune article published in April, faculty members could ban females from class if they felt their shorts were a distraction.
It's almost July, and all Florida ladies know that means stifling heat and humidity that make looking your best seem like an impossible task.