Artist in Profile: Cuesta Drive

You just can't quite put your finger on Cuesta Drive's CD, Where the Palm Trees Grow. It sounds so familiar, yet at the same time, peculiarly different. That's probably because their vast range of ext...
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Fuzzy Logic

When the members of the UCSB men's soccer team assemble this afternoon at Zodo's Bowling and Beyond to see if they receive an at-large bid, and more importantly, where they are seeded, there are only ...
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Bakersfield Squeezes Out Exhibition Victory

As conventional wisdom would suggest, one must hold onto the ball in order to score the ball. Despite putting on an offensive display in an exhibition match against Bakersfield, the UCSB women's baske...
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So Many Shows, So Little Time

311 however, who has pooped out successful albums for over 10 years now, and made a living out of playing countless shows in between recording their 8-plus albums, didn't fail to disappoint.
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Sac-Town Soliloquist: Woes out West

If there's one thing my Dodger-blue-bleeding roommate Joaquin and I can agree on in the sports world, it's that we hate the Padres. My disdain for the Dodgers has been well documented, but I cringe at...
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Sports Column: Where Have You Been?

If you thought the bookstores were crowded this week, just wait until you see the UCSB men's soccer team's bandwagon. On Friday night, somewhere around 7 p.m., thousands of Gaucho fans were piling int...
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Sactown Soloquist: The Injury Riddle

Baseball typically ages like fine wine. There are career minor leaguers, 26-year-old rookies and younger players who are in an everlasting stage of development. Coaches drool over young talent that is...
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Sac Town Soloquist: Hidden Gems

Contrary to popular belief, a UCSB men's soccer team did, in fact, win a national championship last winter. Before accusing me of hitting ye old crack pipe one too many times, hear me out on this one....
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He Said, She Said: Steady Wins the Race When it Comes to Getting Sloshed

It's taken several years of beer bashes, steinhoists, keggers and AA meetings to fortify my iron liver. Occasionally, some beer-toting heavyweight will sit behind the counter of some liquor depository...
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Sac-town soliloquist: ‘Stangs Got Nuthin’ on Us

When you've lost 11 straight road games, it doesn't take a mathematician or some cigar-wielding, line-making Vegas junkie to realize that another loss is inevitable.
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Sports Column: An Excuse to Party

Something big is happening this Sunday that starts with an "S" - I just can't quite remember what it is. Is it the... S... S... "Simpsons"?
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Sports Column: Sac-Town Soliloquist

A few months ago, Latrell Sprewell nixed a $10 million per year contract extension offer from the Minnesota Timberwolves. Why, you wonder? "I have to feed my kids," he said of the rejection.
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He Said: Nothing Tops an Ice-Cold One – or 10 – With Buddies

"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." I agree Mr. Franklin - wholeheartedly. When the debate of beer vs. mixed drinks comes into play the odds are stacked too high in beer's favo...
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Sports Column: First You Get the Money

On Tuesday morning, the FCC and the NFL shit their respective bricks after watching a revealing commercial featuring Terrell Owens. The NBA is cracking the whip on Vince Carter for sporting an iPod du...
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Timing Means Everything

So apparently, my house is falling into the ocean. Yes, I am one of "them," one of the poor fools who was left out to dry by the good folks of Santa Barbara County. One of those people who was given a...
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