September 24, 1999

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Stern Brings "Something Massive" to Campus

By Adam Graham-Silverman

Staff Writer

The Pomona College administration is working hard to sell its new landmark, the Smith Campus Center. This past weekend, during the dedication ceremonies that brought many of those who had given the $18 million to build the center, few were working harder than Robert A.M. Stern, head of the architectural firm that designed the building.

Stern led tours, lectured, and talked with trustees, donors and alumni. Preaching to the converted, mostly, but preaching indeed: "Everything short of a sports activity that can occur on a college campus can occur here." [con't]




When Drew and Richard aren’t out hootin’ and hollerin’, and carousin’ and such, we’re bored. We know you are too. For cryin’ out loud, you live in the Inland Empire. But we’re gonna fix that. Did you know that in the Pomona Valley alone there are over three thousand entries in the National Register of Historic Places? Well, probably not, but what fun and exciting history and heritage we do have in the I.E., when seen while under the influence of a warm bottle of Olde English Brand 800! For instance, we have a petting zoo just forty-five short minutes away in Yucaipa. Hey, have a seat and let us break you off a piece of the majesty that is the Inland Empire. [con't]


Schematics: PoSA Starts Strong

By Samantha Brenner

Arts & Features Associate

Last Friday evening, Pomona organization of Student Artists (PoSA) kicked the year off with the opening of Schematics, an exhibition of student art focusing on works in progress. The pieces on display at this well-attended opening represented a variety of media, from photography to painting to a notebook suspended from the ceiling over a trampoline. A spread of cheese, crackers, and Franzia exemplified the atmosphere of the show–a marked step up from the keg, chips and salsa of most well-attended events at Pomona. DJ Jay Marietta ’01 completed the mood with his turntables and a little Jurassic 5. Overall, a classier gathering than most. [con't]


A First Taste of Table Manners

By Anjuli Mahendra

Staff Writer

It’s Tuesday night, and your chemistry text seems to be giving you some sort of rash. You storm out of your room, and as you are walking up through Marston Quad, you feel a beat begin pumping through your body. You meander up the creamy steps of the Smith Campus Center and see a silhouette hunched over a spinning record, the necked cocked strangely, the shoulders bobbing up and down rhythmically. What is this insanity? [con't]


KSPC Blowout Returns Karate-Style

By Aidan Doherty

Arts & Features Associate

The Boston-based band Karate will head out west for the first time in five years to play the first show in the 2nd annual KSPC 88.7 FM Blowout concert series this Tuesday. A staple of Boston’s underground rock scene, Karate makes a perfect fit with the station’s vision for the Blowout. Since it began last year, the Blowout has focused on the kind of independent bands that many Claremont students don’t usually get to see. [con't]


American Beauty

Adam Graham-Silverman

Staff Writer

In 1966, a coming of age movie called Seconds boldly put forth the thesis that maybe the nine-to-five, white-picket-fence, wife-and-two-point-five-kids life was not as worthy a dream as those who lived it thought. Starring Rock Hudson and directed by John Frankenheimer (The Manchurian Candidate), it tells the story of a middle aged man who is given a second chance at life and allowed to come into his own again, this time following what really interests him: art, not accounting. [con't]


Kool Keith: Black Elvis/Lost in Space (Ruffhouse); Ol’ Dirty Bastard: Nigga Please (Elektra)

David Roth

Arts & Features Associate

There always seems to be room on record labels for people who might have a hard time getting hired at the drive-thru window at Jack-in-the-Box. Underground rock boasts such fragile psyches as Cat Power’s Chan Marshall, whose concerts have recently degenerated into nervous-breakdown-as-performance-art, along with weird songwriters such as Daniel Johnston and Roky Erickson. And if Wesley Willis ever decides to record "Rock and Roll McDonald’s II," some label will put it out. [con't]




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