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Confusion.
Oh, here it goes again.
Everybody's a critic. But now there's a chance for your opinions to be heard.
"Dear Father, what day are you coming home? I am waiting for you. Okay, Daddy?"
Two hands.
"You've got to be a star to be a star."
Rivers Cuomo's name is practically synonymous with indie. He rocked the thick-rimmed glasses before anyone else and started the Japanese hype long before Pokemon. But his band, Weezer, has long outlived their glory days. Their last album was depressingly bland, even by mainstream standards.
Although it's tempting to judge senior Keith Nimene merely by his appearance, one would be quite misled. A musician, writer and designer, he is a man cloaked with many layers.
For many students, selective living groups are a defining quality of the West Campus experience-an element that is notably absent from East Campus.
Unconventional doesn't even begin to describe Amy Winehouse. The larger-than-life hair, dramatic kohl-lined eyes and mysterious persona builds upon her rebellious appeal. The English singer's soulful voice-compared to contemporaries like Erykah Badu and Lauryn Hill-is mixed with funk, jazz and R&B to create songs that defy the stereotypes of mainstream music. Her infectious hits "Rehab" and "You Know I'm No Good" became unlikely radio favorites that earned her airtime and familiarity with the American audience.
From painting and drawing to film and virtual design, senior Andrew Harkins seems to do it all. He doesn't restrict himself to one medium, but instead continues to find new ways to express his passion through art.
Fun, flirty and fantastically infectious, the U.K.-trio The Pipettes' debut album, We Are The Pipettes, delivers retro-pop with a brand new wrapping.
What's more enjoyable than watching stranded adult contestants survive in the middle of Nowhere, USA? Watching preteens try to do the same thing. This is Kid Nation, where Survivor meets Lord of the Flies. It seems as if society is sick enough to recommend abducting 10 year olds from home and placing them thousands of miles from their family, just for the sake of entertainment. However disturbing the producers may be, audiences aren't complaining. The premise seems simple enough: assemble a group of eager and diverse eight to 15 year olds, place them in a ghost town called Bonanza City and watch them squirm. They cook their own food, run their own form of hierarchy and use outhouses. Oh, did I mention they kill livestock for dinner? Each week, there are new challenges and twists that the producers throw in and the kids work together as a little units to solve problems in a strangely democratic fashion. Even though the show is probably scripted and the contestants have an unrealistically precocious vocabulary-what kind of 10 year old uses the word disarray?-the show does have redeeming merits. Aside from the fact the children are really cute and it's entertaining to push them to their limits, Kid Nation proves to America that perhaps tweens are more capable-and complex-than we thought them to be. And unlike Lord of the Flies, these contestants seem to put others before themselves. now that's a first for reality television. Although no one is suggesting that children should be subjected to the horrors of Paris Hilton's The Simple Life anytime soon, it will definitely be interesting to see how much these kids can accomplish and withstand on their own. But it's likely that the warm fuzzy feelings will soon subside as the evil side of human nature rears its ugly head.