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(06/06/25 12:30pm)
Throughout her career, Kali Uchis has proven herself adept at pulling out listeners’ every tender emotion through her ethereal vocals and magical storytelling. Her passionate embrace of the unspoken power found in femininity can be heard throughout all of her releases: Uchis’ first studio album, Por Vida, recalls the feeling of heartbreak after a failed relationship, while her most recent Latin album Orquídeas represents all of the beauty and mystique of her empowered femininity.
(06/04/25 5:51pm)
“Don’t judge a book by its cover.”
(06/10/25 4:34pm)
When KATSEYE dropped their latest single “Gnarly” this summer, the reaction from fans was swift and brutal. The six–member group, formed through the reality competition The Debut: Dream Academy and backed by K–pop powerhouse HYBE, had built their reputation on the soft, accessible sounds of their early tracks “Touch” and “Debut.” Their sudden pivot to hyperpop chaos gave listeners artistic whiplash, with the song's dissonant, industrial sound being a far cry from anything KATSEYE had put out before.
(06/07/25 5:15pm)
The following article contains minor spoilers for Thunderbolts*
For six months, I was cautiously obsessed with Thunderbolts*, the Marvel movie I desperately wanted to believe in. Marvel’s track record post–Endgame had been shaky at best, and I was torn between anticipation and dread, afraid this would be another corporate Frankenstein’s Monster, stitched together from nostalgia bait, Easter eggs, and half–hearted subplots.
(06/10/25 1:08am)
Ten DVDs sit on my shelves. They’ve been arranged together in the same fashion for 19 years, surviving five moves and preserving 126 episodes of The Simpsons’ first ten seasons—all of which I’ve memorized by now. Upset with the grueling stream of advertisements, my parents were against cable. So, for the first nine years of my life, those ten discs—looped on our trusty Xbox 360—were my only television.
(06/13/25 4:43am)
Rays of sunlight embrace nearby trees. Row homes and Victorians line the streets. Lawns flaunt batches of petunias and tulips. Pedestrians sport fishnets, black concert tees, and myriad other grunge accessories, as they walk past children loudly advertising their lemonade stands. The aroma of fresh pastries from Clark Park pervades the air. Long lines snake out the door of every nearby cafe. Typically, one might dismiss these summertime emblems as ordinary. Today, however, they enliven my friend and I as we saunter through West Philly Porchfest—the neighborhood’s beloved grassroots music festival.
(05/30/25 1:55pm)
Underground Arts—an unassuming concert venue tucked just a few blocks north of Reading Terminal Market—sure lives up to its name. Upon entry, guests head down a stairwell into a music hall. With concrete floors, exposed brick, and hulking structural pillars, the place feels industrial, maybe even drab—but the barebones design provides a blank canvas for creativity. And on this Thursday night in late March, it’s filled with a symphony of sounds and a kaleidoscope of colors.
(06/03/25 8:51pm)
Among United States cinephiles, no time of year bears greater importance than summer. As temperatures peak, film enthusiasts foresee an influx of dramatic, enthralling blockbusters. Hollywood has traditionally packed this season’s releases with catharsis—maximizing action and tear–jerking suspense. From Jaws to E.T. to Jurassic Park, these productions have sustained in popularity across generations, with producers even issuing anniversary editions of the original screenplay. Although the once–thrilling ritual of starting summer at one’s local drive–in or movie theatre has largely faded, this year’s lineup reflects directors’ continued push for spectacle.
(05/29/25 10:41pm)
I saw it, you saw it, we all saw it: the White House’s Instagram post featuring an illustration of a tearful immigrant in handcuffs, inexplicably resembling a screengrab from a Studio Ghibli film if Hayao Miyazaki was really into Triumph of the Will. The post is hardly out of the ordinary for the Trump administration and its gleeful cruelty, yet is brings up strange sense of unease. I was surprised to find that the friends I shared it with felt the same.Although difficult to articulate it at first, one could describe it as the feeling of your favourite backwoods being replaced by a parking lot, or when a childhood sweet suddenly tastes cloying and gummy, the feeling that some fundamental connection has been severed.
(05/23/25 12:00pm)
As Anthony Wong (C ‘25) puts it, he’s a “certified yapper” who loves connecting with others. Now preparing to speak at college graduation as a senior, Anthony reflects on how Penn helped him grow, become a leader, and form meaningful relationships. From leading Penn Mock Trial to the Kite and Key Society and much more, Anthony’s voice had been heard in every room, hall, and corner of campus. Anthony uses his voice to make a difference each and every day.
(05/22/25 2:20am)
College kids and elementary school students, brought together by vibrant choreography and a shared creative vision: This is the magic of City Step. A combination of civic engagement and a pedagogy of creative expression is what drives the vision of CityStep and its founder, Sabrina Peck. Beginning on Harvard’s campus over 40 years ago, they’ve since branched out to establish chapters in Columbia, Yale, Princeton, University of Chicago, and of course, Penn. As of today, over 500 Penn undergraduates and more than 2000 local school children have been involved in this dynamic network.
(04/30/25 4:25pm)
Five people sit in the train car, staring out at the trees, listening to music, reading the newspaper. I sit on the right side of the car, in a two seater three seats back from the very front of the train, homework strung about next to me. This has been my seat for over five years, with countless nights fighting sleep, reading books for school and for pleasure, and laughing with friends engraved into its heat signature. This story was meant to be a love letter to the Chestnut Hill West, the regional rail line that loops from Northwest Philadelphia to Center City, but as of late, it’s seeming more and more like a farewell.
(04/30/25 4:00am)
I meet Simon Richter the morning after a thunderstorm. I’ve wandered to a far corner of campus, pointed in the right direction by a friend on Locust Walk. I step around puddles, toeing stray leaves and browning petals mashed into the brick pathway leading me towards Gregory College House.
(04/25/25 4:00am)
When Valeria Andrango (C ‘25) milks her family’s cows in the Andean mountains, she’s “literally in the clouds.” We’re sitting outside of La Casa in the ARCH basement, but speaking to the senior transports me to the mountains of Ecuador. When she was two years old, Valeria immigrated from Chimborazo—the highest volcano in Ecuador—to Harlem. Despite the cross–continental distance, Valeria has been intent on preserving her Kichwa Puruha ancestry and advocating for Indigenous immigrant populations.
(04/30/25 4:48pm)
“Thank you for trusting me today.”
(05/04/25 8:20pm)
When Carlee “Lee” Reid (W ‘25)—also known by her stage name carLEEE—came to Penn as a freshman in August 2021, she had never sung in front of an audience before. Though she had a liking for music and songwriting since she was a kid, music was nothing more than a hobby, a distant aspiration. Four years later, after releasing her debut single “chew” alongside a self–produced music video, Lee can hardly believe that her love of music was once confined within her bedroom walls. The singer’s college years have been a whirlwind of musical talent, passion, and discovery, establishing herself as an involved musician within the Penn community. But how did she get here?
(05/28/25 1:40am)
Are you really a Tate McRae fan if you can’t recall her YouTube days; an image of her playing the keyboard in her bedroom, singing a song from the perspective of an angsty teen butting heads with her parents? What do you know about the Troye Sivan and Tyler Oakley collabs? Have you ever watched meticulously as Conan Gray taught you how to make a five–minute microwave mug cake? What looming connection exists between Joji and chaotic internet persona Filthy Frank? Or maybe you caught a glimpse of Shawn Mendes during his Magcon days?
While these may sound like scattered trivia about today's chart–toppers, they point to an awkward truth: many of our favorite artists have their roots in early to late 2010s influencer culture. While today the musical ventures of influencers like Dixie D’amelio and Chase Hudson, also known as Lil Huddy, are frequently dismissed as desperate cash grabs, something just seemed to “click” for past aspiring internet personalities, successful in their transition to “serious” artists. In fact, their unfledged digital footprints have become ignored vestiges to current audiences, who hardly associate these artists with their previous online presence. So, why were they able to ditch the influencer image, while so many current creators seem to be unable to?
(05/22/25 7:22pm)
When pre–teens scratch their goals for their lives onto a piece of scrap paper, it is bound to be marked by green tea stains and develop creases from folding it onto itself multiple times. It is a well–loved document, collecting years of dust in a sacred desk drawer; only the owner of the document knows its location but never really expects it to be completed. Just the idea of creating the list is most compelling, because it reflects individuals’ aspirations for their future selves, while also demonstrating the kind of person you were at the time. A bucket list like this is not necessarily only for checking off all the things you want to accomplish; it can be used to reconnect with family members, fuel self–discovery, and even bring love in the most unexpected way.
(04/27/25 4:55pm)
Just as I could tell spring had arrived on campus by the daffodils and cherry blossoms pushing up from the flowerbeds down Locust, the barrage of micro shorts and belt–on–belt fit pics on my Instagram feed let me know Coachella season was here. Like any major pop–culture festival, Coachella is just as much a parade ground for proving how well you can dress in front of 80,000 sweaty strangers as it is a music event. Those who could afford to go religiously posted daily fit checks, while those who couldn’t posted reviews of those outfits with equal fervor.
(04/30/25 4:42pm)
“Isaac’s been telling me to watch Buffy since freshman fall,” my friend Eug laughs. We’re hanging out with someone they know from growing up who’s touring Penn.
