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On a drowsy, gray February morning last year, I found myself driving across central Jersey in my Dad’s beat-up 2000 Toyota Avalon. With no music downloaded and no data on my phone, I found myself listening to the raindrops tapping on the windshield.
Editor’s Note: The views and opinions expressed in this article do not reflect those of The Collegian.
Editor's Note: The views and opinions expressed in this article do not reflect those of The Collegian.
Editor's note: The views and opinions expressed in this article do not reflect those of The Collegian.
“All Stories are Love Stories” by Elizabeth Percer is a beautifully woven story tied neatly with a bow. The novel takes place in San Francisco on, you guessed it, Valentine’s Day, after two devastating earthquakes ripped the city apart. The stories of four different people take the reader on a journey of regrets, high-stakes emotions and devastation.
Editor’s Note: When referencing people’s names, the writer kept the original Japanese name order where applicable. (e.g., Kore-eda Hirokazu instead of Hirokazu Kore-eda).
My first encounter with “book banning” happened when I was still a high school student. At the time, Young Adult fiction books surged in popularity among people my age.
Michaelangelo Antonioni’s “Red Desert” (1964, released in Italian as “Deserto Rosso”) opens with the image of a factory obscured. Obscured by the opening credits, the camera’s unfocused lens, but especially by the trails of smoke it ceaselessly spits out (oozing from every orifice it can find room for). Second to the image is the sound: an ethereal and floating voice that hangs over the world with the wit of a butterfly stopping to roost.
Dear Reader,
Once the COVID-19 pandemic hit in 2020, people turned from movie theaters to streaming services.
The last week is always the hardest. Everything I do feels nostalgic, and I long for the chance to do it again. Suddenly, each action becomes so much more meaningful as youI note it as your last, at least for a while.
I deeply love UR. This love for the university and the subsequent community is why I am compelled to offer a more formal response to The Collegian 's call for responses to the U.S. Supreme Court's decision regarding the consideration of race in admission. More specifically, I am writing to refute many baseless claims that were publicized by The Collegian 's Instagram post.
For all four years of my time at the University of Richmond, I have been a DJ with WDCE 90.1 FM, getting to share my music taste and excitement over new releases and concerts with the campus and Richmond community. I’ll miss my show and wandering through the CD collection in the station. After 77 shows of Second Hand News, I want to leave you with a playlist of songs to listen to this summer.
Easily in my desert-island top-five artists due to his wide range and influence, is James Dewitt Yancey, commonly known by his stage names Jay Dee and J Dilla. J Dilla was a highly influential hip-hop producer and rapper from Detroit, Michigan. He had a unique sound and approach to production that has had a lasting impact on the music industry. Here are some of the ways J Dilla impacted music:
Dear readers,
Growing up in the mountains offered me a unique perspective on life and an appreciation for the outdoors. From a young age, I was taught about the importance of preserving nature for future generations. Yet now, I struggle to find my voice and stand up for what is right out of fear of challenging the status quo. Today, we live in a world where the youth are leading the charge in climate change justice on both the political and legal fronts to advocate for our future. However, at the University of Richmond, students are afraid – afraid to be uncomfortable. I am afraid.
Student-athletes at the University of Richmond do not have permitted access to all of the parking lots on campus during the day. This causes a time constraint that often makes them late to class or causes them to skip meals.
Dear readers,
I talk to myself. Sometimes it helps me stay awake on long drives, sometimes I need to hear myself say my week’s schedule aloud for memory’s sake and sometimes I need to curse my television set after I lose at Hex-A-Gone in Fall Guys (am I right fellas?). I like to think I keep my chatter within the normal bell curve of talking to oneself. For example, I have never created and voiced an imaginary friend, who materializes as a furry, yellow, cigarette-smoking, pig-snouted aardvark and proceeded to converse with it. That would be pretty weird. But when legendary producer Madlib creates and voices an imaginary friend who materializes as a furry, yellow, cigarette-smoking, pig-snouted aardvark and proceeds to converse with it for an hour on his 2000 record “The Unseen,” it’s pretty sick.