As soon as I made the reservation I felt I had implicated myself into a political cause. I was going to give my hard-earned dollars to the billionaire reality TV star, President Donald J. Trump.
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Who would have thought that a play where the main character is burried up to her waist in dirt and half-mad with boredom would be anything less than exhausting to watch?
We were waiting outside together, this mismatched group of people. An older couple waited by the door, making sure they would be the first in. An accordion player was singing to help the wait go faster until the doors open.
I wanted so badly to be successful and happy at UBC, but I felt like I was flung in the deep end of some warped post-secondary dimension.
Yesterday at 6 p.m., Vance Joy — in partnership with the AMS and Peak radio — put on a 16-minute “surprise” concert in the plaza. It was exactly what you would expect from a slightly ramshackle, hasty outdoor concert announced on Peak two hours in advance.
Beckett is far from your average playwright. At first glance, his characters utter words and sentences that seem to lack any sort of coherence and trying to make sense of even one line usually just leads to more befuddlement.
In 1987, a student walked into CITR with a nifty idea for a broadcast; 24 uninterrupted hours of tapes about the assassination of President John. F. Kennedy. 30 years later, Nardwuar the Human Serviette is CiTR’s most recognizable personality, a local celebrity, and one of the world’s most prominent music journalists.
For quite some time now, the UBC food scene has consistently been more and more disappointing. Students find themselves paying more and more for food of lesser quality and less in quantity.
If you want pub food or a beer, Mahoney’s is overpriced and lame; Gallery 2.0 has some of the most incompetent service I’ve ever seen and a sad, sad menu; and Koerner’s is great but a little off the beaten path and open at weirdly inconsistent times.
I talked to UBC School of Music professor David Metzer, who teaches musicology with an emphasis on pop music. Our conversation turned to questions larger than Owl City’s resurgence: What is pop music? And what makes some songs so easy to parody?
While fair trade practices sound utopic and altruistic in theory, in practice they come with a whole host of issues and questions, as raised by Professor Kurt Huebner and Professor Werner Antweiler in interviews with The Ubyssey.
Concerned about Bada$$’s ability to perform at the upcoming Welcome Back BBQ while recovering from what must surely be immense stupidity, The Ubyssey reached out to the AMS, who confirmed that yes, Bada$$ is still coming.
My name is Jack and I’m a hypebeast. When I’m walking down the street and see a guy in a pair of Yeezys or Balenciaga sneakers, my heart skips a beat. I can’t help it. I’ve spent an embarrassing amount of money.
East Van is synonymous with the city’s alternative art scene, the struggle of immigrant communities and the strength of a community historically burdened by poverty. Today, East Van is cooler than ever.
Their success, as Snowden said, is “because they appeal to a wider audience … they appeal to kids, but also combine the adult nostalgia with entertainment as well as introducing the story to new audiences.”