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Diary of a Converted Coachella Fanboy, Part 3 A Perfectly Unbuttoned Floral Shirt
As the morning progressed, the bad news trickled in, first as a joke, then as a fact, then as a reality. Chance the Rapper was in the hospital and his main stage show was cancelled.
Ah. Read more…
Diary of a Converted Coachella Fanboy, Part 2 How to be Cool
Today, it was Saturday and it was hot.
I discovered a cooling technique — I took a small towel, plunged it into ice water, then secured it under my Teamsters hat and over the back of my neck. It kept my internal temperature at a bearable level. Thankfully it was pragmatic, because I looked like an idiot. Read more…
Diary of a Converted Coachella Fanboy, Part 1 No Salad Bar, No Plantains
Over the past three years, Coachella has been built up in my imagination as a fantastical desert paradise where details are sparse and music is tangential. No one ever gave coherent representations of their experience, only “I wish I could go back,” or, “It was amazing,” or, “TUPAC IS ALIVE!” I had stress dreams of being permanently trapped in the back of the infinite crowds that seemed to populate every video I’ve seen of Coachella shows. It was not something I was planning on getting into. Read more…
April Showers on Hoover Tower: your week five playlist
So much for a “dry” weekend, am I right? Now that you’re done lying to pro-fros about how happy you are and being over-saturated with a cappella performances, you can finally return to the Stanford experience, like lying to yourself about how happy you are and being over-saturated with a cappella performances.
An editor email exchange about Chance the Rapper
An email exchange between StAR editors centering around the recent Chance the Rapper show at San Francisco’s Warfield Theater. Also covered: the ‘Arthur’ Theme Song, potential celebrity best friends, a Marley brothers conspiracy theory, 808s and Heartbreak as a trailblazing album, the Backstreet Boys.
Special Fees Emails Finally End: your week three playlist
The tides are changing. We have a new duo at the helm of our favorite student government.
When you’re done deleting all those emails regarding SAFE reform, have a listen.
Soundtrack to the Sun: your week two playlist
Stanford Spring Quarter exists in a bizarre dilemma universe where every day feels like a beautiful afternoon in mid-July where nothing matters except having a cold drink and a pair of sunglasses.. while still still living up to the academic requirements of one of the most demanding universities in the country.
WOOP WOOP. Here’s your soundtrack to the sun.
March Madness: your finals week playlist
Or sadness, if you’re in twenty two units. Or gladness, if you’re stoked about Stanford Men’s Basketball team’s spot in the tournament, or about this video by the women’s team, or about spring break and the ten wild weeks that are Stanford Spring Quarter.
Let’s stick with gladness. Here are some tracks to get you through to the break.
You’re a Drinker and I’m Childless: A Review of ‘Cat on a Hot Tin Roof’
The stage is a runway, a railroad track set about twice as long as it is wide and divided by an off-centered bed with red and brown sheets. The stage is bookended by hints of backdrop, two pop-up walls with mustard yellow base and red floral print: one belonging to Brick, with a television set, record player, and liquor cabinet, the other Maggie’s, with perfumes and two mirrors. The audiences on either side face each other.