The Authors

Emily Lamb

Emily Lamb

Freshman — Child Development

Emily’s Bio

Krista Perrin

Krista Perrin

Sophomore — Anthropology

Krista’s Bio

Ezra Broadus

Ezra Broadus

Sophomore — Communication

Ezra’s Bio

Hayley Hulin

Hayley Hulin

Senior — Journalism

Hayley’s Bio

Hip Hop and True Talk

January 14, 2016 by ebroadus


Hip Hop and True Talk


Today I’m here to discuss the greatest invention known to man, well at least to me, Hip-Hop. I’m a true head, as in Hip-Hop head, and I’m gonna discuss a verse with you from the song “Rusty” off of Tyler The Creators rap album “Wolf”. If you haven’t heard it, you’re missing out, its dope as hell! The verse, that I adore with a passion, is all about the judgement he and his friends cant escape, as well as the conflict within his fan base. Some of his followers love messed up subjects, like in the song “Tron Cat”; while others like his romance ballads like in the song “Analog 2”. There are quite a few noticeable lines like “Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong
Saying I hate gays even though Frank is on 10 of my songs”. Tyler and his group face an awful lot of scrutiny, for dumb bs in my opinion, but what people fail to realize is they taught a lot of people to except individuals for who they are. For the record Frank refers to famous singer Frank Ocean, who is a known as a bisexual male who has been in love with a man according to his song “Forest Gump”. Another one of the great eye opening lines Tyler spits is “Look at the kid who had the 9 and tried to blow out his mind
But talk is money, I said, “Hi,” I guess I bought him some time” I relate to this heavily because Tyler’s music did save me, time and time again. And I know that I’m not the only he’s saved.  I’ll end this entry with my favorite lines from the song “F**k buying studio time, I’mma go purchase a shrink
Record the session and send all you motherf****rs a link, b***h”. That Line needs no explanation.


Stay up and stay in love with the words,

Hip-Hop Head of the Century


Almost Acoustic Rocked

January 14, 2016 by hhulin

This year, at the Campus Activity Board’s Holiday Extravaganza, I won two tickets to KROQ’s Almost Acoustic Christmas 2015. Kudos to CAB for being hip and buying these concert tickets as prizes for one the event. Until Almost Acoustic, I could hardly think straight out of sheer excitement.

I took my sorority sister, Danielle, for night one of the concert at The Forum. When we walked into the venue, I could hear The Struts playing and felt a buzzing energy from the crowd. The rest of the night was packed with amazing bands that had 25-30 minute sets each. I was most excited to see Silversun Pickups, Cage The Elephant, Twenty One Pilots and Weezer. Although each band had great performances, my favorite by far was Twenty One Pilots. They had an incredible way of drawing the crowd in, surprising us and then left us wanting more. At one point Josh Dun, the drummer, played on a drum kit that the crowd in the pit held. He was literally “crowd drumming.”

Night one was incredible. I loved how Halsey walked through the audience, Aaron Bruno of AWOLNATION, Matthew Shultz of Cage The Elephant, and Twenty One Pilots all crowd surfed! Each of the bands put on a great performance, and for that reason Danielle decided to treat the two of us to night two of Almost Acoustic. So, like the night before, we went to The Forum for another 5 hours of music Sunday.

Some said that the lineup for night two was better, but I disagree just a bit. The energy from the bands on night one was incredible, which was something some of the bands from night two had difficulty matching. However, I will forever and always love George Ezra, I was pleasantly surprised by Elle King, The 1975 was so hip and cool, and Panic! At The Disco and Fall Out Boy had the audience dancing for both sets.

The entire weekend was the best way I could have kicked off finals — with a bang. This two-day concert was the stress relief I needed (plus it was awesome to see my favorite bands live). Thank you CAB for actually having good taste in Christmas presents. I can’t say the same for some of my relatives…!


December 15, 2015 by elamb

As finals week is next week, I realize how lucky I am to only have one final exam to study for. I do have papers and projects for my other three classes, but I know how lucky I am and I deeply sympathize with other students who have multiple finals to study for. Finals week is not fun, but we will all survive. The phrase “pain is temporary, GPA is forever” has been circulating on Instagram lately, and I couldn’t agree more.


I beg to differ. This too shall pass. I wish you the best of luck on your finals!

Friday Night Lights

December 15, 2015 by ebroadus

Now, this isn’t the ordinary Friday Night Lights that you may be thinking about where a bunch of family and friends gather under the lights to watch a high school football team. This here was a new kind of experience. Last Friday, the day after Thanksgiving, my girlfriend and her family invited me to join them in their yearly tradition of going to the Mission Inn Hotel in downtown Riverside. Expecting less than what I saw, I accidentally made my girlfriend and I late to the event so when we arrived it was extremely packed. I have never seen so many people surrounding a hotel before. It reminded me of walking through Disneyland trying to cut through people or get around people all while trying to get to the front of the hotel. When we finally arrived and met up with her family we had five minutes left before the amazing light show began. When the lights lit up and the fireworks were shot in the air I was filled with amazement however, I was also ashamed that I made us late and almost missed it. The hotel looked insanely beautiful and I understood why the entire city of Riverside gathers here for such a wonderful view every year. I really enjoyed the time we spent there having dinner inside the fancy hotel and eating delicious donuts next door at Cece’s Donuts. I am definitely looking forward to next years friday night lights adventure.

Back to my old Roots

December 15, 2015 by ebroadus

My dad used to take my brother and I to the local park in Alhambra to work on basketball skills. The park was known as Almansor Park. Throughout elementary and high school we played ball everyday and dreamt of being the next Kobe of our generation. To become great we knew we had to practice hours and hours a day at the park. The park was special, it was like home for my brother and I. Every weekend we would gather a group of friends and meet at Almansor expecting to dominate the courts. To be real we rarely ever lost. Almansor was our home we fought to grab every W but when we took an L all hell broke loose.

However, this past Saturday was a night to remember at Almansor Park. My brother and I decided to call some friends and had them meet us to ball. It had been a long time since we all had the chance to play basketball with each other. When we met up at the park my friends told me that there was another group of boys that had been coming recently. These group of boys have been trying to claim themselves the “Kings of the Courts” because they had been beating everyone, except us of course. Before we decided to play these boys, my friends, my brother and I had to warm up first with a couple of games to prepare us for  battle. After 3 wins we were ready to play the new boys who obviously thought they were the big shots of the courts, yet were not prepared to play us. Even though they were slightly bigger than us, they were no match for our speed. We were easily running by them scoring on lay ups and making quick passes for flashy jams. They were able to get some buckets off of rebounds mainly in the key. It came down to a tie game towards the end with only one more basket to make for the win. It was our ball and we knew we were going to have to use speed as our advantage. So we decided to keep cutting around them until they left me wide open with a 3-point shot and I was able to close out the game with the win. They were pretty upset after the game, but we had to protect our home courts. It was a great way to end a Saturday night.