Santa Barbara anticipates that its early domination will impress the pollsters and the voters of the NCAA tournament committee in a few months.
You don’t really wanna shower alone, do you?” I never saw myself asking this question of a gorgeous girl without getting slapped in the face. Her reply? “Let’s go.”
As we put some distance between our MP3’d, puffy-jacketed, fo-shizzeling fin-de-siecle society and the one that, less than 20 years ago, was living in constant fear of nuclear obliteration, it becomes easier to romanticize the ’80s.
Residents of Isla Vista, tip your drinking caps because there is a new lieutenant in town and he’s big, bad and ready to enforce local ordinances.
The announcer comes on and proclaims that tonight’s SmackDown! event is sponsored by the JVC Tower of Power – and not just the horn section. The crowd boos.
Hi. My name is Alex Benowitz-Fredericks, and I am mean to freshmen. The basic excuse here is one of basic pecking-order cruelty. But that’s just an excuse.
Put your dancing shoes on your feet and The Pattern’s Real Feelness on your stereo, because it’s time to cut a rug. Expectations are high for this Oakland, CA quintet’s full-length debut, and they live up to the hype.
A proposed oil-drilling project that would have been the first to allow drilling in state waters in over 30 years was left stagnant in the water on Tuesday, Sept.24 when the Santa Barbara County Board of Supervisors voted against it.
Despite 50 years of destruction and persecution that have claimed 1.2 million lives and totaled 6000 holy monasteries, the Tibetans still have an undying light in their eyes.
The Chocolate Industries label is hip-hop’s answer to itself. Possibly the freshest compilation in recent memory, Urban Renewal Program is almost daunting with dopeness.