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Grandmothers and blue (crystal) balls

Center city psychics Gina (27 S. 19th Street) and Elizabeth (2028 Chestnut Street) are our golden ticket to Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory of celestial understanding.

By Scott Haller · Thursday, Sept. 11, 2003

I'm not Velma, really

David Spade sat down with Street at the Four Seasons last week to talk about his new movie --in which he actually acts--occasionally. What was it like working with child actors on a film that's basically about how being a child actor screws you up? It's funny because I wanted them to be in the movie and I was like "I play, like, a loser - do you wanna come play yourself as a loser?" But they had a good sense of humor about it.

By Yona Silverman · Thursday, Sept. 11, 2003

Dressy For Successy

Attention, indie head-bobbers! Dressy Bessy's self-titled album, their third release, is one of the catchiest albums of the year.

By John Carroll · Thursday, Sept. 11, 2003

Tropical Heat

When I first heard that Roy's "Hawaiian Fusion" restaurant was part of a chain, I feared the worst: the Olive Garden with leis.

By Clare OConnor · Thursday, Sept. 11, 2003

Blood

Blood Drive for the American Red Cross The Palestra 224 S. 32nd Street Thu, 11:30 a.m.-4:30 p.m., Your Blood http://penn.givesblood.org Everyone loves a good blood drive.

By 34th Street · Thursday, Sept. 11, 2003

American cheese

American Wedding is our generation's ultimate love story: the marriage of a pervert and his nymphomaniac lover.

By Abby Natelson · Thursday, July 31, 2003

Tech

I am what you might call a procrastinator. Schoolwork, money making opportunities, keeping my room clean and my laundry non-smelly: it all ends up being low on the priority scale.

By 34th Street · Thursday, July 31, 2003

From the Editor

Well, this is it--the last issue of the summer. As this publication ends, I can see the end of my summer coming up quickly.

By 34th Street · Thursday, July 31, 2003

Crazy Japanese pseduo-porn

Eh. You'd expect something different than what you get from a film about the Japanese porn industry titled Bastoni - The Stick Handlers. Come on, The Stick Handlers? This should have been a Porky's-type film that, instead of a de facto softcore porn, was actually porn mixed with comedy. Instead, we get a movie that is actually rather a sad story.

By Daniel McQuade · Thursday, July 31, 2003

C'mon, feel the angst

For the music snob, the first concert occupies a sacred space. Whether awful or amazing, we remember that first show, be it grooving to New Kids on the Block or sitting with your parents, suffering through a James Taylor set.

By Ross Clark · Thursday, July 31, 2003

Dismemberment disbanded

Every advertisement was billing it as the Dismemberment Plan's last show ever but when lead singer Travis Morrison walked on stage after Engine Down's serviceable opening set, he set the record straight on the "big fat lie." Turns out that the Plan had one more show, in their hometown of Washington, D.C.

By John Carroll · Thursday, July 31, 2003

Time to relapse

I've said it before, and I'll say it again: Fuck Nirvana. Credit where credit is due, the real impetus for the alt-rock revolution of the early 1990's wasn't Seattle and Nirvana.

By Alex Koppelman · Thursday, July 24, 2003

Kelly, where are you?

I knew little to nothing about The Used before writing this review. I knew lead singer Bert McCracken dated Kelly Osborne and throws up on stage, or something like that.

By Daniel McQuade · Thursday, July 24, 2003

From the editor

Hey. Psst. Wanna hear a secret? These letters that I write every week, they're not very funny. They're not even written well.

By 34th Street · Thursday, July 24, 2003

Guilty Pleasure

It's time to face facts: I'm hopelessly addicted to chick flicks. As emasculating and pathetic as that sounds, I really do think it has left me with some insight into the fairer sex.

By 34th Street · Thursday, July 24, 2003

Guides

Bon Jovi Veterans Stadium 3551 S. Broad St. Sat., July 26 7 p.m., $55-75 (215) 685-1500 Now, I'm not in particular what you would call a Bon Jovi fan.

By 34th Street · Thursday, July 24, 2003

Tech

I spent the first few weeks of summer working in an office, surfing the web and compiling useless links to occupy my time with.

By 34th Street · Thursday, July 24, 2003

Tech

My summer internship was going great. I covered to a story or two, wrote them up, got edited and then checked out.

By Daniel McQuade · Thursday, July 17, 2003

Weathering the storm

Sure, they lay their dark vocals over sugary pop music, but Guster's true appeal lies in their percussionist, Brian "Thundergod" Rosenworcel.

By John Carroll · Thursday, July 17, 2003