No matter how late he was out the night before or how comfortable his cozy sheets feel up over his shoulders, sophomore Chad De Luca gets out of bed at 9 a.m. on Sundays to worship. While students of many denominations can attend religious services, masses and meetings on campus, De Luca travels miles off…
At its best, hip-hop is a voice, says Professor Sean Eversley-Bradwell. It’s the noise of feet moving across the pavement mixed with the honking of horns at a nearby traffic light. It’s the jabber of everyday conversations passing by in jumbled unison. It’s lips pursed together, making music that buzzes and harmonizes with a beat…
For Carlos Porras, the ideal party scene would begin with music bumping from outside the club. Massive amounts of people would swarm the entrance door. A single-file line barricaded by red velvet ropes would feature a long line of anxious club-goer’s waiting outside, all eager to enter The Haunt’s magenta strobe-lit room. Porras, the sales…
Monday after Monday, juniors Tia Newsome and Julie Fruscio used to spend their lunch hour rehashing their failed attempts at a good party weekend. They frowned over beer-drenched jeans, moped over the lack of music and pondered why a dress and a pair of heels constitutes the label “over dressed.” But as they sat in…
The sound is vivacious and contagious. Toes start tapping. Lips start curling. Muscles start moving. Hands slap against the fine leather surface of a bongo drum, the sound travels across the room. Booming vocals cry out to the audience, giving rhythm to the beat. El Rumbon’s salsa music sends vibrations up the body. El Rumbon’s…
