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Music Review: Father John Misty

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Article Written by Hannah Vandgrift

 

If you have ever watched Aziz Ansari’s “Master of None” Netflix original series, you might have briefly seen a bearded white hipster musician appear in the third episode before brushing him off and going back to laughing at Ansari’s hilariously terrible date experience.

Well, that man is Father John Misty. Is he another bearded white hipster musician? Yes. Is he brilliant? Yes. In fact, he is the bearded white hipster musician. Unlike every other BWHM (easier to make it into an acronym), Father John Misty mixes satire, irony, and actual emotion into his lyrics, channeling deep depression as well as deep love into reflections on human nature and society.
Father John Misty, or, Joshua or J. Tillman, is a singer-songwriter, formerly in the indie rock bands “Fleet Foxes”, “Saxon Shore”, as well as many others. He recently released his third album under his moniker Father John Misty, entitled slightly ironically, “Pure Comedy”. Misty is taking a slower path in this new album, which is vastly different from his previous, more romantic album, “I Love You, Honeybear”.
The album begins as if it is starting to tell a story. Misty is satirical in his descriptions of humans, as if he is trying to imagine what aliens might think of our sad but comedic existence. The reality of his lines hit hard, “The only thing that seems to make them feel alive is the struggle to survive/But the only thing that they request is something to numb the pain with.” He ends with the slightly depressing but possibly uplifting, “I hate to say it, but each other’s all we got”.
And that’s just the first song. Misty continues with his critique of mankind, letting us know that he knows exactly what he is doing in “Ballad of the Dying Man”, which is most likely a song about himself. He sings: “So says the dying man once I’m in the box/Just think of all the overrated hacks running amok/And all of the pretentious, ignorant voices that will go unchecked/The homophobes, hipsters, and 1%/The false feminists he’d managed to detect/Oh, who will critique them once he’s left?”
The following song, “Birdie”, drops to a slower, sadder tune, imagining a utopia without violence, gender, or race, but as he sings, it makes you wonder if that would really be better than where we are right now?
The song, “Leaving L.A.”, is much more personal rather than existential, a 13-minute masterpiece in the middle of the album that one cannot begin to explain. It is part epic poem, part personal anecdote, and part deadpan humor, that ends in the middle of a sentence, trailing off into nothingness.
Some songs are subtly political, in “Two Wildly Different Perspectives”, which comments on how in politics or human nature, we fail to agree even if we’re sometimes saying the exact same thing, “One side says ‘Kill ’em all.’/The other says ‘Line those killers up against the wall.’/But either way some blood is shed.”
The album ends with the slow “In Twenty Years or So” which takes the existential view he’s been singing about the whole song, and puts it into perspective, letting us know things will be okay. “But I look at you/As our second drinks arrive/The piano player’s playing ‘This Must Be the Place’/And it’s a miracle to be alive.”
Some of his songs are so abstract that one most likely has to be on drugs in order to understand what he is saying, while others are so hard-hitting that they kind of make you want to jump off a roof. Then again, he also makes you desire life while we still can, because we’re all just ghosts in in cheap rental suits clinging to a rock hurtling through space.
If you find yourself feeling a mix of these emotions, that’s when you know you’re listening to Father John Misty.

Music Review: Lacquer

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Article Written by David Hall

 

Lacquer, a Tennessee based five-piece, displays a self-assured sound and a meticulous eye for sonic detail rare among new bands on their self-titled debut EP. “All Headlights” is the first song on the record and leaves no mystery about what kind of record this is. It’s a rock album, a heavy one in both sound and subject matter.

Quiet, clean electric guitar imposed with thoughtful lyrics just vague enough to leave some mystery gives way to loud, cathartic fuzz. It’s almost as if songwriter Micah Mathewson is relishing in sorrowful memories and experiencing that sweet sadness turn to anger and frustration in real time. This oscillation between these two moods continues on for most of the record, most prominently on “Green,” the lead single from the EP.

Lots of rock bands are trying too hard to sound like they don’t care. Sloppy, lo-fi rock still dominates the scene and too often it reveals a childish insecurity about their sound that can quickly ruin any record. Lacquer’s attention to detail, whether it be the cavernous backing vocals or atmospheric guitar tone, cues listeners in on the fact that they’re born try-hards. They simultaneously craft a sound that feels different from a lot of bands and takes a dig at the scene they occupy. Confidence, when backed by substance, tends to lend to success.

Whenever we talk about guitar-based music now, and especially indie rock, inevitably the conversation drifts to the current identity crisis within the genre. Indie rock has always leaned towards self reflective rather than political and the best of it usually tends to revolve around the ability to achieve intimacy between its makers and its audience. It’s also usually dominated by white men, as it is here. Perhaps that’s why indie rock struggles to find a place in the hyper-political and increasingly diverse era we inhabit. Either way, good tunes that are relatable still continue to find their niche, and Lacquer seems capable of carving out their own.

Editor gets Hosed in Prank

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Article Written by Mackay Pierce

 

Area newspaper editor David Hall walked right into a sick nasty prank last weekend when he got totally hosed with a bunch of water guns.

According to unnamed sources within the Campus police department, the sequence of events occurred over a few hours on the evening of April 8. At 7:45 the conspirators gathered to discuss plans for the evening. After a somewhat depressing exchange, the group decided to lure one of their friends into a trap. Hall was among the group at that time though he was naïve to the cabal’s true goal: Hall himself was the target. Quickly after, the group departed to an area Dollar Tree to acquire their arsenal: 13 caliber Wet n’ Wild plastic based water pistols and one big ol’ wet noodle.

One area elementary school student named Len Hester joined the assailants prior to their attack: “Well, really I was just in town on a school field trip to the shrimp processing factory, but once I saw them gathering with the water guns I couldn’t resist! I’m always down for a good hosing!”

Around midnight, the true plan was realized. As Hall exited the bathroom he found himself flanked by multiple individuals armed to the teeth with their water weapons. “I knew what was coming” Hall said. After a brief and unspirited resistance, Hall succumbed to his fate. At this point, according to reports, the game was truly afoot as the group fired upon their hapless victim until not a drop of water remained in their supply.

Reah Finestine, one of the perpetrators, could be seen blasting away at the sad sack of an editor with an extra fervor. She only relented after he had collapsed to the ground, defenseless. “I really got into it, you know? Just something about how miserable he looked and how powerful I felt.”

Authorities were only alerted to the event after a brave citizen, Ben Butsmill, totally narced: “I don’t know what’s going on in there but some of those mean kids are making a real racket! I’ve got homework to do!”

In perhaps a perfect encapsulation of the evening, friend Joan Smidgton said in regards to the event “He [Hall] really had that shit coming. Maybe he can clean himself up with that rag of a newspaper he runs.

Anxious prepping for finals? Here are some tips

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Article Written by Sophie Bookheimer

 

Tips to Improve Your Performance During Finals Week

With final exams around the corner and the last assignments underway, it is undoubtedly a necessary time for some tips to maximize productivity:

  1. Apples – if you are looking for something to help your brain function, CNN says to try an apple. You have probably heard many reasons why apples are healthy. In the article “10 foods to help boost your brain power,” CNN suggests that the fruit can also keep “brain juices flowing” because of an antioxidant called quercetin.
  2. Concord grape juice – While you are grabbing a cup of coffee, grab a bottle of grape juice, too. The polyphenols in grape juice “improve communication between brain cells,” CNN writes.
  3. Water – Hydration helps brain cells function. LifeHack writes, in the article “5 Tips to Improve Your Study Habits”, that consistently drinking water “is known to combat anxiety and increase short-term and long-term memory function.”

 

In addition to these tips, students find that timed study breaks help while reviewing material.

Sarah Raines, sophomore, has a particular routine that she has found successful throughout her academic career. “I get up and walk around after it’s been 30 minutes or so then jump back into it after like 5-10 minutes,” says Raines.

Lauren Furlow, sophomore, also plans similar breaks to help her study. “I’ll work for 30 minutes and then take a 5 min break and walk around,” says Furlow.

Keep in mind that motivation is key to any academic pursuit and is unique for each student. “I just tell myself that I can get through it and just think about how happy I’ll be when I walk across the stage the day I graduate,” says Raines.

“It helps me to make a list of what I want to accomplish in the time that I have and only focusing on one assignment at a time,” Furlow adds.

Roanoke College offers a multitude of opportunities to help with assignments, exams, presentations, studying, and many other academic requirements. From Subject Tutoring to the Writing Center, students have support during these last few weeks of the school year.

May these tips and personal stories inspire students to finish the year on a strong note.

Five Roanoke women win Fulbright scholarship

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Article Written by Sarah Joseph

 

The nearing graduation date for many seniors looms increasingly over their heads. While these soon to be alumni reflect back on their time at Roanoke, they are also looking ahead. Some are mixed with sadness, others with great excitement, and additional ones with stress in anticipation of the student loan debt awaiting them.

In one special case however, five students will be able to postpone such stress for one more year, as they are filled with the disbelief and excitement of embarking on a one year journey outside of the United States.

Kristen Wicander, Brieanah Gouveia, Edyth Cisneros, Stephanie Shields, and Savannah Scott have all made history by receiving five Fulbright awards to Spain, Scotland, Mexico, Germany, and Austria, respectively.

Like all seniors, they are experiencing the typical excitement and nerves, just with the added bonus of earning a prestigious scholarship. As Wicander put it, “I still can’t quite believe this is real.”

I caught up with each of the five Fulbrighters to hear them reflect on their time at Roanoke and discuss what has led them to where they are now.

I met Edyth Cisneros first, talking over the drink of choice of many college students – coffee. My first impression of Cisneros was that she was outgoing, funny, and loved to tell stories, a far cry from her freshman self that she described to me. “I was a shy freshman who avoided eating in front of people – that’s how self-conscious I was,” Cisneros said. She credits the sorority Alpha Sigma Alpha (ASA) for the person that she is today.

“Before joining ASA, I would go home right after class – I was a commuter – or hide out in the library by myself. I didn’t try to talk to anyone outside of class. But then the seniors in ASA dragged me to events and even pushed me towards my major in Spanish.” Interestingly enough, Cisneros is going to Mexico to teach middle schoolers, in Spanish.

Since her involvement in Greek life, Cisneros has grown outside of her bubble, building an impressive resume from interning at the Blue Ridge Literacy Center, traveling to Spain for May Term, working as a Resident Advisor, and participating in multiple Honor Societies: Phi Beta Kappa, Order of Omega, Alpha Lambda Delta, and Sigma Delta Psi, to name a few.

As evidenced from her heavy involvement, she advises current students and incoming freshman to “not be afraid to put yourself into situations that may not interest you at the moment. Because who you are now is not who you are going to be. So live in the moment and allow yourself to live.”

Next, I spoke with Kristen Wicander, who like Cisneros is going to a Spanish speaking country, Spain, to teach middle schoolers the English language. Wicander comes from a small town in Connecticut. She said her small town way of seeing the world expanded while at Roanoke. She credits her growth through her four years here to Dr. Lynn Talbot and her core group of friends that she has maintained over the ears.

“I have a support system here. I was once a reserved freshman but now I am more sure of and comfortable with myself.” Since day one, Dr. Talbot has been with her through everything as she was her INQ professor and later Spanish advisor. “She would tell me ‘This is what you’re going to do’ and would connect me with contacts and events that have boosted my experience,” Wicander said.

Wicander advises future and current students to jump into every opportunity they are given, because the unplanned and unexpected can lead you down great paths.

I next met with Savannah Scott. Scott knows exactly what she wants and takes the necessary steps to get there. To explain, she said she wrote her first Fulbright draft her junior year while studying abroad. “I was sitting in a cafe in Paris,” said Scott. She is also a French minor who learned German independently to prepare herself for the possibility of Vienna.

“When I got the email from Fulbright, it was over spring break and I was by myself lounging on my couch. It was surreal and absolutely surprising,” said Scott. Scott will be going  to Vienna for research in microbiology and afterwards will fulfill her plan to become a doctor – but not the type she originally planned.

Since her sophomore year of high school, Scott said she knew she was going to go to Roanoke College and that one day she would be a doctor. It was as a freshman that she found her passion in bacteria and microbiology studies.

From Long Island, Scott said Salem provided her with a new perspective. She found that the emphasis on an interdisciplinary education here at Roanoke has been essential. It has helped her approach scientific research in a way that takes into consideration social and economic questions.

Offering her advice to current students, she said: “My one piece of advice is that you should try everything, even if it doesn’t seem to fit, you never know what something might lead you to.”

The next senior I met with had a different vision for her future than the course she is set on now. Brieanah Gouveia came to Roanoke interested in pursuing a career in photojournalism. However, this soon changed after taking Dr. Jane Long’s art history survey course her first semester. According to Gouveia, this change laid the building blocks for the rest of her academic and professional pursuits at Roanoke.

“I had dreams of being part of an art crime police force, like the Monuments Men. But in the U.S., where no such group exists anymore, it’s not that easy,” said Gouveia. The moment she became certain that she was going to do whatever it took to fulfill this dream, was after meeting the creator and head of the FBI’s Art Crime Team, Robert Wittman, at the end of her freshman year.

Since that time, she has pieced together different opportunities to build up experience in this field, from holding two internships as part of the Washington Semester Program, pursuing independent research, and securing a Fulbright summer award to England. Gouveia found that her goals were attainable because she put the time and work in, and now she’ll be pursuing her master’s at the University of Glasgow.

Gouveia said that by having already applied to a Fulbright in the past, the second time around was still hard, but nowhere near as daunting. “I was able to get over the awkwardness of analyzing myself,” adding that “Your story is so important and if you can communicate it well, doors will open,” said Gouveia. Her advice to current students is to always ask for help:

“Faculty here are so willing to help. If it weren’t for professors like Dr. [Jason] Hawke, Long, and [Jenny] Rosti, I would not have achieved half of what I have today. So, you have to remind yourself that you can’t succeed at many things in life by going at them alone. If you have the courage to ask for help, you’d be surprised at how many people are willing to help you get where you want to go.”

Last, but not least, on my list was Stephanie Shields. The professors Shields credits the most in her success of being awarded a Fulbright to Germany, where she will be studying the neuroscience of bats, are Dr. James Ogier (German professor) and Dr. David Nichols (research advisor).

Shields has had eight classes with Dr. Ogier and said he motivated her greatly throughout her time here. “He told me I had to apply sophomore year,” said Shields. Dr. Nichols supported and led her towards her love of bats and birds.

Shields said her favorite thing about Roanoke is the fact that she can talk to her professors about not just the important stuff, but also movies and books. “I came from a small high school where I was friends with many of the teachers and being able to continue to have that at Roanoke is special to me,” said Shields.

I met Shields to talk to her about herself, but she couldn’t stop from expressing her love for the professors here: “The professors here are so amazingly gifted and smart and the fact that they choose to stay here, in this small school in a small town says something about Roanoke. The professors see something special at Roanoke.”

While reflecting, Shields said: “I now have the ability to do things I never knew I could do. My advice to you is welcome failure, because the things that disappoint you the most, are the things you will get the most out of.”

 

New art history professor to join Roanoke faculty in the fall

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Article Written by Sarah Joseph

 

A new professor will be joining the Art History Department next fall. Professor James Hargrove, the current eighteenth through twentieth century European art and architecture specialist, will be leaving Roanoke at the end of this semester. Thus, the department has begun the process of hiring someone to fill his position.

Over the past few weeks, three final candidates have visited campus to meet with departmental faculty and art history students over lunch, as well as to conduct teaching simulations and research presentations.

Art history Professor Jane Long, although not allowed to disclose much information as the decision has not been made yet, hinted at the difficult choice ahead.

“All are wonderful candidates with impressive qualifications who all are excited to be part of a small community and actively working with students,” she said. Adding that, “We are looking for a new faculty member with an intense love of art history.”

The first candidate is Ms. Julia Sienkewicz who hails from Duquesne University. She specializes in American art from 1750-1850, which was the focus of her lecture.

Anika Holzer, a sophomore art history major, meet all three professors at each of their presentations. She agrees with Long in that they all would be good fits for Roanoke. Regarding Sienkewicz, Holzer said, “I think she would do a good job at integrating local art and architecture – localizing art history – especially American/Southern arts.”

The second candidate is Ms. Alexis Clark from Denison University. She presented on Cubism and World War I, even though she specializes in nineteenth century France. Holzer thought she was “really knowledgeable and nice…her research was very cool but at such a high level of research that I got a little bit lost at times.”

The third and final candidate is Ms. Angelica Lucento, from the National Research University. She specializes in twentieth century Russia and lived in the country for a substantial amount of time. Despite this she presented on the public art of the New Deal. Holzer seemed most impressed by Lucento, saying that she was “engaging with the classroom and [had] high standards, which will push art history majors to better their understanding of art history.”

Although Hargrove is not involved in this process, he had some encouraging thoughts. “I’m sure my colleagues have chosen somebody who will be a wonderful addition to the program.”

College gets craft beer namesake

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Article Written by David Hall

 

The Brackety-Ack has discovered something brewing here at Roanoke College – no, literally.

Soaring Ridge Brewery, a Roanoke-based maker of all things ale, has made the college its very own beer. They are calling it the Kicking Post, in honor of the RC tradition of kicking the post between Admissions and Trout for good luck. It is also an amber ale, to match the maroon school colors.

All the owners of the brewery are Roanoke College alumni. According to the Operations and Sales Manager Claire Ainsworth, Alumni relations approached the brewery in the fall about making the beer in time for alumni weekend.

A tragedy among men, all the ale’s foamy goodness was consumed during alumni weekend, as it was a single release. 77 fluid barrels (bbls), about 220 gallons, were pumped into kegs and consumed.

SGA approves budget with cut from administration, passes new bill to set guidelines

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Article Written by Paige Stewart

 

The Student Government Association proposed several changes to the budget request process for clubs yesterday afternoon.

At the top of the agenda for the meeting was discussion and voting on the budget requests filed by College clubs for the 2017-2018 school year. Each club that applied for funding was granted less money than it had requested.

SGA President Leah Weinstein explained to the Senate that the cuts were made at the request of Joe Boucher, Director of Student Activities, and Greg Hanlon, Assistant Director of Student Activities.

Weinstein and SGA Treasurer Yipeng (Shaw) Wang worked in collaboration to determine the amount of money that each club would receive. Then they cut either 11% or 12% from this figure to determine the final sums that would be allotted for the upcoming year.

Wang proceeded to explain the two primary reasons for the budget cuts. The first stems from the fact that 60% of clubs only spend half of their allotment by the end of the academic year. Once money is designated to a club, it cannot be used for another cause, even if the club does not spend it. This leaves no room for special event funding requests. SGA leadership and the Student Activities Directors hope that the budget cuts will increase flexibility for such events and ensure that all sums clubs request are actually spent.

The second reason for the budget cut decision involved establishing a reserve fund for new clubs. When the entire budget was already pledged to existing clubs, no money remained for newly approved ones. All of the revised budget requests were discussed and approved by the Senate.

Senators Benjamin Cowgill and Benjamin Vester proceeded to introduce a bill intended to solidify the budget approval process for future SGA councils. The clauses in this bill encourage discussion about student participation in the budget request process, installing standard deliberation procedures among Senators, and changing the funding structure from an operating budget to a set of categorical grants.

“It’s important to have a set of guidelines we can point to so we can say, ‘This is why you weren’t approved,’” says Vester.

Vester adds that he hopes the bill will encourage clubs to spend all of the money they were given. Cowgill and Vester plan for the bill to go into effect when the new SGA begins session in January 2018.

After questions were taken, the bill was ratified.

 

 

Roanoke College joins UVA consortium, reconciles with history of slavery

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Article Written by Beth James & Najee Fuller

 

In 2015, Roanoke College joined the consortium called “Virginia’s Colleges and Universities Studying Slavery,” a group of higher education institutions dedicated to reckoning and reconciling the often troubling pasts of southern colleges. It consists of over two dozen colleges and universities, including: UNC Chapel Hill, Georgetown, Columbia, and Washington & Lee universities.

Kelley Deetz is a former Assistant Professor of History at Roanoke who organized the group. Deetz currently conducts research at the University of Virginia for the President’s Commission on Slavery and the University.

History professors Whitney Leeson and Mark Miller attended a meeting of the Virginia coalition in April, where Miller spoke on what the next step is for Roanoke College on the path to reconcile its own past tied to slavery.

For Roanoke and many schools like it, that path is riddled with previous transgressions. For example, according to Miller, while Roanoke College and both of its pre-Civil War presidents never owned slaves, the Administration Building and Miller Hall were built by contracted slave labor. Additionally, seven of the sixteen members of the early Board of Trustees were slaveholders, with the Board President owning a total of 89 slaves, he said.

The college is also in the process of restoring and preserving the Monterrey Slave Quarters. Purchased by the school in 2002, the Monterrey estate was once home to at least 20 slaves who lived and worked in the quarters. During her professorship at Roanoke, Deetz taught “Archeology of Slavery”, a class that began to uncover some of the history of the slave quarters through archeological digs and research.

Next semester, Leeson and Miller will continue this hands-on experience in their INQ 300 course, which will focus on the historic preservation of the Monterey House Slave Quarters. The students will be assisting with refurbishing, staging the space, and preparing it for interpretation.

The projects of next semester will culminate in a weeklong residency with Joseph McGill, a black historian whose goal is to sleep in every former slave dwelling in the United States. His residency in November will include a focus on slave architecture, foodways, and the necessity of acknowledging these populations when discussing American history.

Trustees bring Tree of 40 Fruit to Roanoke

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Article Written by David Hall

 

A new tree (given as a gift for the 175th anniversary by the board of trustees) that will one day grow to contain dozens of fruit has been reserved its place outside of Olin Hall, following a small reception in March.

A work of art and conservation, artist Sam Van Aken began planting and grafting these trees as a way to save the shrinking varieties of stone fruit threatened by large monoculture farming techniques.

The beauty of these trees has caught the attention of many, including reporters from NPR, CBS, and trustee Joanne Cassullo, who is responsible for bringing Van Aken’s art to Roanoke.

“I heard about Sam Van Aken’s ‘Tree of 40 Fruit’ in a board meeting for a NYC-based public arts organization. From the minute I saw the image of the Tree, I knew we needed to have one on campus. In fact, I felt it was our destiny,” said Cassullo.

To make the piece unique to the college, Van Aken will pull unique varieties of fruit from around the state.

“Each ‘Tree of 40 Fruit is different as they are all made specific to the site where they are located.” said Van Aken. “Leading up to the project I research the varieties historically grown in the area and identify local orchards where I can collect material to graft to the tree. For Roanoke I’m excited to learn about a new region of the country and [have] the opportunity to work with historical orchards in Virginia, including those at Monticello.”

In addition to being a professional artist, Van Aken is an associate professor of studio at Syracuse University whose pieces have been featured across the country. Cassullo can barely contain her excitement when describing the tree and what it means to both her and the college.

“For me, the ‘Tree of 40 Fruit’ visually symbolizes what it is like to live on a private, residential, liberal arts campus like Roanoke College.” said Cassullo. “Students come from all over the country, if not the the world, and live together for 4 years — and as a whole, blossom into one gorgeous student body by the time they graduate. It is almost a living portrait of our students.”

By the time the tree matures, in about 7-8 years, it will display a multitude of colors corresponding to the different fruit. This is accomplished through a process known as grafting, during which bits of one fruit tree are carefully cut and spliced onto another tree, so that the receiving tree can retain multiple types of fruits. Grafting has been around for millennia and is a very common practice, even taken up by President Maxey – another reason to bring the piece to campus according to Cassullo.

“One of the reasons Roanoke College is so special is because of President Maxey’s inspired leadership, and this tree will remind all of us of him when we see it,” Cassullo added.

Flashback Friday: President Fintel

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Article Written by Sarah Joseph

Roanoke College mourns the loss of its eighth president who was responsible for so much of the current campus. The building of Olin Hall, Bast Gym and the former Sutton Student Center, along with the purchase of Elizabeth Campus, all happened while Norman Dale Fintel was president of Roanoke.

Linda Miller, Roanoke’s archivist, along with some old issues of The Brackety-Ack, offer insight into the college during Fintel’s tenure. Fintel’s 14-year presidency spanned a great deal of Brackety-Ack issues.

Fintel entered his position as president in 1975 during a time of economic instability. The job market was bad, especially for new graduates, as the baby boomer wave shocked the market. Roanoke students found it hard to find jobs. In a 1976 Brackety-Ack issue, this is specifically addressed in the article “Job prospects improve for ‘76 college grads.”

The first mention of Fintel was in an article on September 19, 1975, stating “New President Chosen.” The rest of the 1975-1976 academic year feature pieces on the Fintels’ adjustment, particularly Jo Fintel, Fintel’s wife, Fintel’s speedy enactment of his building program with refurbishments to the Student Center and the building of Olin Hall (“Roanoke College Elated – Fine Arts Center Begins”), and complaints of the rising tuitions rates –  a 6-7% increase to $3,780 for residents and $2,525 for commuters.

Olin Hall was completely funded by the Olin Foundation, based in New York City. The last article in that school year described Fintel’s acceptance speech, which outlines his plans for the future of Roanoke, to unite the “spiritual, practical, emotional, and intellectual dimensions” to further the liberal arts aspect of the college.

In their last three years at Roanoke, the Fintels moved from the current President’s House on Market Street to the Alumni House on High Street to be closer to the students and the campus. Fintel found it challenging to be well acquainted with the students as he is often away securing alum support and endowments, said Miller.

He also built Bast Gym in 1982, acquired the Elizabeth Campus and the courthouse, established the Fintel Scholars program, and held a huge fundraiser for the library. Fintel was described as the president involved in the “brick and mortar stuff,” according to Miller.

In 1989, the year of Fintel’s retirement, the April Fool’s Day issue of The Brackety-Ack satirized Admissions issues, announcing “The New Solution to Admissions Problems.”

The article stated that, “Dr. Fintel announced his solution to a declining environment: test tube matriculators!” This reflects the attitude of the times toward genetic engineering, particularly the extreme imagination of the media and public. In the article, they claimed that Fintel was going to make new undergraduates through the laboratory, showing how the ‘80s was a time of technological advancements.

Legacy of Fintel

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Photo Courtesy of Brieanah Gouvieia

Article Written by Paige Stewart

 

Roanoke College lost the person who spearheaded a movement for architectural, financial and academic improvements both within the College and beyond. The cam- pus library bears his name. Ac- cording to Roanoke’s website, Fintel arrived at a low point for the school. RC was struggling to attract and retain students, and its endowment was suffering. During Fintel’s presidency, which extended from 1975 to 1989, Fintel made it a priority to rescue the school from its poor academic and financial state. RC promptly underwent a series of building and curriculum projects designed to expand its size and available resources for students.

Within the the time that Fintel was president, Olin Hall, the Elizabeth Campus, and West Hall were all added to the cam- pus map. Fintel also oversaw the debut of the Roanoke College Honors Program in 1986. Perhaps the biggest contribution Fintel made during this period was his extensive fundraising campaign for what is now Fintel Library. According to Roanoke’s history book “Dear

Old Roanoke,” Fintel raised the entire $8 million needed for the project in just 15 months. He oversaw appeals to local businesses, recent graduates and the Board of Trustees to raise the majority of the funds. Roanoke College archivist Linda Miller recalled the 1962 transition of the library from Bittle Memorial Hall, which housed the former College library, to its current lo- cation. Students volunteered to manually transport the 30,000 books between the two buildings in what became a large procession.“You would walk up to the back door of Bittle, get your books, and follow the row of people in front of you, making sure not to step out of line,” she said. “Then you would be directed to the appropriate floor in the new building.” Miller said the entire process took exact- ly two hours and 13 minutes to complete. Aside from its structural differences, the new Fin- tel Library had several internal adjustments. It scrapped the old card catalog that was formerly used to document item trans- actions, for example, in favor of more modern technology systems.The Spring 1989 edition of The Roanoke College Magazine noted that Fintel pushed for the new library because he believed that it rests at the heart of the liberal arts tradition.

Blatant marketing ploy going exactly as planned

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Photo Courtesy of David Hall

Article Written by Mackay Pierce

 

Students and area residents are enthralled with a new addition to campus as the Virginia LOVE statue has been capturing hearts this week.

“It just makes me feel good, you know?” student Ashley Parkins said.

Area families quickly migrated to the monolith. Parents have spent hours in meaningless conversation with other parents just for a chance to ignore their children whom were engaging in semi-reckless behavior. “It makes me think of all of the things I wish my area represented but do nothing to actually bring about” area mother Linda Sanderson remarked.

College officials could be seen beaming nearby, clearly convinced that the statue was a pretty big deal. “It’s just so nice to have something that so easily generates good PR in this time of heightened political awareness…Wait, is this offensive? Young people like this don’t they? DO YOU LIKE IT? DO YOU?” College PR official who goes solely by Terry told officials before a violent emotional breakdown.

The structure hasn’t been all good news for the college, however. Student Kris Michaelson was injured Tuesday during a spate of good weather at practice for the college Frisbee team. He injured himself by striking his head while diving through the “O”. “You gotta really lay out when you’re slingin’ mad d, ja’ feel?” Kris’s medical team do not expect a full recovery.

The addition has even caused campus WiFi to crash under the weight of Instagram posts of campus individuals dressed solely in pastel colors posing in front of the statue. “They’ve been out there for hours,” IT technician Harry Quentin said. “One by one; it’s like they are on a schedule. How many sororities are there, anyway? Oh Christ, here come the high schoolers for prom photos,” Quentin said before rushing off.

 

I ate an orange in the shower, it did not change my life

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Photo Courtesy of Sarah Joseph

Article Written by Sarah Joseph

 

Like many subcultures of this generation, movements spring up randomly and sporadically due to the instantaneous nature of the Internet. A current movement finding its origins and trending on Reddit is the Shower Orange Movement.

One year ago, the movement sprouted from a seemingly innocuous question of “What’s something unconventional everyone should try out?” One Reddit user, PHOTON_BANDIT responded by sharing an anecdote of a camp counselor suggesting to eat an orange in the shower. The said camp counselor described to PHOTON_BANDIT, who has since deleted the comment, how amazing eating an orange in the shower can be.

“Would you like to know the most liberating, carnal, and best feel good thing you can ever experience is? Have you ever eaten an orange in the shower? Think about it: tearing apart a cold fresh orange with your bare hands, just letting the juices run over your body. Not worrying if you’re going to get sticky, or anything. Just ripping it in half and tearing into it with your teeth like a savage cannibal who hasn’t eaten in a week! Yes, this is the most carnal, ferocious, liberating thing a man can do,” PHOTON_BANDIT described the conversation with the counselor.

The creepy undertones aside, this post sparked a thread and later a subReddit. People were clamoring to try this “carnal, ferocious, liberating thing.” Reddit comment after Reddit comment within this subReddit described it as “an out of body experience” and “such a carnal experience.” One such Showerrange disciple said, “Showerorange has made my wife fall deeper in love with me. Thank you.” Debates have even unfolded on what type of orange would be best.

I, ever the skeptic, decided to embark on this Reddit adventure. I grabbed a Commons orange and headed to the shower to experience this liberating act.

A few thoughts ran threw my head, like “I hope no one is in the bathroom and sees me with this orange,” followed by “Why does it matter, it’s college? Weird things happen all the time” followed by “This is a ridiculous thing I am doing.”

As I began to peel my orange, I realized I already made a crucial error. I waited to eat my orange at the end of my shower. By that time my nails and hands were soft and not hardy enough to properly dig into my orange. The struggle to open the orange already put me off kilter.

While I ate, I tried different ways to eat the orange. I ate some where the water did not touch the orange. I tried a few slices while being completely underneath the falling water. I did not like that as much because the orange’s acidic aspect seemed to disappear and was altogether too bland for my tastes.

Overall, it was neither a bad experience nor a life-altering one. I did not have to worry about the sticky hands part of eating an orange, so I guess that is where I would be in favor of this movement.

Two Roanoke College students, Beth Janes, a freshman, and Anika Holzer, a sophomore, joined me in this quest. Janes agreed that she was “not fundamentally different, but my quality of life definitely improved.”

Both agreed that eating an orange while showering was freeing, stress relieving and relieving to not have to deal with sticky hands.

“I did not realize how much I try to avoid contact with the orange until this orangeshower,” said Janes.

“Oh, for sure! The act of tearing into that flesh without regard for my sticky hands was something I never knew I needed. I would definitely repeat next time I’m feeling stressed,” said Holzer.

For anyone else who is skeptic about this experience, know there is a little bit of science to back up why this shower myth is so appealing. According to Johan Lundström at the Monell Chemical Senses Center in Philadelphia, “The heat [from the shower] makes the orange odors more volatile and this, merged with the increase in mucosal humidity, makes the orange odor smell more in the mouth.”

Since an estimated 90 percent of taste comes from smell, it makes sense.

 

Play captures spiritual struggle of Maya deer hunter

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Article Written by Paige Stewart

 

As the lights dimmed inside Olin Recital Hall, the audience got quiet and faced the screen at the front of the room.

The screen introduced “Venados,” or “Deer,” a play by Feliciano Sánchez Chan, an author who visited Roanoke this week.

Students and faculty in the Modern Languages Department and the Latin American and Caribbean studies concentration presented “Venados” on Wednesday evening. Directed by Spanish professors Dolores Flores-Silva and Teresa Hancock-Parmer, the play highlights the tendencies of Maya hunters to overhunt and disrespect the nature that surrounds them.

It was conducted entirely in Spanish.

Starring in “Venados” was the character Juan, played by Nicole Lancry, who spots a large deer he is determined to kill. When Juan is shot in the calf, however, he is warned to take a break from hunting so that he can heal.

Juan fights the pain in his leg so that he can continue to hunt, but all the while he is haunted by visions of deer dancing around him. They urge him to return the stone, a symbolic object that grants hunting rights to those who hold it.

Juan struggles with these visions for the rest of the play as he attempts to kill the deer.

This production was part of a larger event series this week called Expanding the Fiesta. The goal of the week, organized by Flores-Silva and visiting professor Keith Cartwright, of the University of North Florida, was to inform people about the history of students from Mexico and the Choctaw Nation at Roanoke College. The events included poetry readings, historical walks and discussion panels designed to celebrate unique cultures at Roanoke.

Cartwright said he had prepared for the week’s events with Flores-Silva for years. Together, they researched the Choctaw Nation during his professorship at Roanoke from 1989-2003, so they were excited to finally bring their discoveries to life this semester.

“Roanoke has a unique cross-cultural heritage to tap into,” he said.

Cartwright said he was impressed with how the week progressed. He was pleased that Sánchez Chan saw his play at Roanoke and that the Choctaw Nation has a relationship with Roanoke. A student agreed. Sophomore Meghan Rudolf said she initially decided to attend the production to support her classmates and professors, but she also found its cultural implications to be appealing.

“The plot interested me as I am a deer hunter, and I was curious to see their take on the spirituality that goes hand in hand with hunting,” she said.

“Venados” taught a number of important lessons to its audience. “My biggest takeaway was the need to respect and honor nature and maintain the balance between man and beast,” Rudolf said.

 

Fast, loud and weird as hell

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Article Written by Joe Krzyston

 

A few months ago, on a dark December evening, Bailey Mann and I braved a cold howling wind, ferrying amplifiers, guitars, and pedalboards inside through a backdoor that had a nasty habit of slamming shut on the equipment I was carrying. Mann’s band had a show that night, and the venue was a house in Southwest Roanoke. Two other bands had already played that night. As Mann’s band, Lost in Space Camp, set up their equipment and prepared for their show, the crowd moved from the living room to the kitchen. The audience numbered maybe ten or fifteen, and most of them were dressed in some manner of hipster garb.

Lost in Space Camp started to play. Their approach was different than that of the first two bands. They still played fast and loud, as one expected to do in this company, but their music had a nuance that the other acts lacked. Mann, the bassist, was in constant nonverbal communication with his bandmates, who sent messages across the darkened room with head-nods and mouthed commands. Their compositions were far more complex than the standard three chord punk that usually gets played at a house show. They played for around a half hour, and it was engrossing. At one point, the guitarist and vocalist played a synthesizer, draping the room in a cool ambient tone before layering over it with a manic, staccato guitar run.

When the show was finished, I helped Mann take his gear back to his car.

“We really fell apart a couple of times” Mann said. “Our drummer is sort of pissed about it.”

“Really?” I hadn’t noticed any discord, though in retrospect I realize I had assumed it to be intentional.

“Yeah, for half of that I just played a scale and gave up finding the beat again. I’m just happy to play a show though. I had a good time.” That sentiment might be Mann’s musical ethos made manifest. Uniquely among musicians, Mann isn’t in it for his ego, and he doesn’t seek the limelight. He is in it for the love of the art, as the limited commercial appeal of Lost in Space Camp’s music can attest. Humility is a valuable virtue in a bassist, and Mann knows it. After the show, we went to the Texas Tavern. Over a bowl of chili, Mann pontificated at length about his bass guitar philosophy.

“Some of these guys just want to get up there and play like it’s their show, but that’s not the point of the bass. You aren’t up there to show off. Your only role as a bassist is to make the rest of the music sound good and reinforce the rhythm.” Mann said this with a simmering intensity, as if his comments were directed to a flamboyant bassist sitting across the counter from us. This humility is reinforced by a constantly self-deprecatory sense of humor, which often takes a surrealist bent.

Indeed, this is one of the most compelling facets of Mann’s personality. On one hand, he is grounded, down to earth, and in some senses rather conservative. For instance, he eschews the promiscuity that musicians take part in, preferring more depth in his personal interactions. While maintaining these relatively traditional attitudes, his sense of humor borders on Dadaist. One warm March afternoon, while discussing politics in my apartment by an open window, Mann came to the metaphoric conclusion that Gary Johnson was a meme. He then made eye contact with a random passerby in the parking lot and shouted his conclusion to him through cupped hands, leaving the poor guy baffled and a little bit concerned. Without so much as a pause, he returned to a perfectly practical discussion of American politics. If that’s not versatility of intellect, I don’t know what is.

Despite some of the cultural preconceptions about musicians, Mann lives a pretty disciplined life. A Roanoke native, he is a full time student at Roanoke College, where he works in the mail room. His time off campus is divided between school work and, more and more, band practice. This has been a subject of serious focus of late, as Lost in Space Camp’s complex rhythms and timings consume time and energy gluttonously.

Mann’s band performs a genre of music called math rock, which is characterized by unusual time signatures and complex rhythms. Imagine, if you can, the music of Nirvana played with the rhythms and timings of a György Ligeti piano concerto. If that didn’t help, Mann’s description—“fast, loud, and weird as hell”—might do the trick. Though the band was playing live performances in December, they hadn’t completed a successful run-through of some of their songs until as late as February.

“It’s coming together, slowly but surely. We keep screwing up, but now we screw up later in the songs, so I’ll take that as a good sign.” Mann told me this in late February, as his schedule of practices began to intensify. Lost in Space Camp was set to play a couple of shows in March, one of which was at The Spot on Kirk, which was a proper venue, and a step up from house shows. The pressure to perform was mounting, and Mann and his bandmates were determined to deliver.

Though he practices, performs, and lives off campus, Mann would like little more than to bring his music to the Roanoke College community. He acknowledges that his band might be poorly received by the sizable slice of the campus community who hails from Maryland and wears Vineyard Vines polo shirts, but contends that people ought to at least be exposed to the lush musical scene that exists mere miles away from campus.

“I think it would be really cool if we could play a show in Cavern sometime, maybe with a couple other bands. I have no idea what people would think of it. They would probably be really confused, like ‘what is this noise, I have no idea what is going on, this isn’t country music about trucks and women’ but it would still be cool to put our stuff out there.” Mann paused for a moment, then smiled. “We should bring that doomcore band to campus. They’d love that.” Though he and I differ in our sensibilities, I do see a certain disruptive beauty to the notion of a doomcore band visiting campus, shaking things up and confusing the living daylights out of almost everybody in earshot.

When the night of the show approached, I gathered a few friends together and made the trip downtown. The Spot is an intimate venue, with a maximum capacity of a hundred and thirty. It reminded me strongly of the clubs and venues that I, a Richmonder, have spent my time in Roanoke missing so badly. The youthful instinct to congregate in tight spaces and assault one’s senses with loud music and spirited performance is one that must be indulged, for the good of the soul.

Upon arrival, I noticed a few Roanoke College students in the crowd. This came as something of a relief, as Mann often laments the infrequency with which he sees his classmates at shows in the city. He advertises his shows heavily on campus through flyers, posters, and personal invitations. Though this activity is fraught with potential to become annoying, his downcast geniality and acute self-awareness make his heavy self-promotion come off as ironic and affectionate. I was glad to see some students in the crowd as well; with so many opportunities for enrichment off campus, it’s a shame to see them so seldom taken advantage of.

Lost in Space Camp was the second band out of three on the bill that night. I arrived just as the first act was clearing the stage, and I immediately spotted Mann, who was dressed, as usual, as you’d expect a barista in a rough, but ascendant, neighborhood in Detroit to be. The band was quick and methodical in their setup. Nothing short of a gunshot could have shaken their concentration, as pedalboards were plugged in and levels were equalized on amplifiers and monitors. They were still having a good time, but there was a calm seriousness in their stage presence that wasn’t present a few months prior.

The band came in together, drums and bass and guitar in unison for a few bars before the guitarist shot out of the fray with a mad, tapping guitar run that sounded as if it couldn’t possibly have been played any faster. Just as some semblance of order had been established and I could just about tell when the downbeats were, the song would stop, then restart in a different meter, just as it was meant to. Between songs, they would meld into ambient soundscapes in a manner reminiscent of Pink Floyd in the early-seventies. Then, out of sonic ether, another epileptic rhythm would sound from the guitar, backed by throbbing bass and pounding drums. Lost in Space Camp played for just over forty minutes, and the show was solid throughout.

I found Mann after the show, right as he got off stage. He wore a slight grin, and his body language betrayed a residual energy and tension that remained from his performance. It was an afterglow, and he felt good.

“Nicely done!” I called above the din of the club. “How do you think it went?”

“I thought it went well” he said. “We hardly messed up anything at all. Not bad for a bunch of hipster posers.” With that, he grinned, picked up his guitar case, and walked into the pitch-black alleyway.

External recycling bins planned for high-traffic areas

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Article Written by Leah Weinstein

 

Got recycling? Roanoke College does – kind of.
Some Roanoke students plan to make recycling more accessi- ble on campus by adding outdoor recycling bins in high traf c areas.

Joe Krzyston, president of Earthbound, an environmental aware- ness club, along with Roanoke Senior MacKay Pierce, plan to place vis- ible, exterior recycling bins in various places on campus. Each exterior bin costs over $1,000, but Krzyston said he hopes to have eight to 16 bins on the front and back quads by the end of the semester.

Recently, Krzyston and Pierce met with Pres- ident Mike Maxey who signed off on the project.

“Eventually, the goal is to have one recy- cling bin next to every trash can, and that’s a bit ambitious,” said Krzyston “But we hope to have theminhightraf careas, like the library and West Hall.”

This isn’t the only recycling effort on Roa- noke’s campus.

Roanoke has had a student recycling team for the past four years, and its electric car with the slogan “Maroons Go Green” on the side is hard to miss around campus.

The team roams campus every week, retrieving re- cyclable materials from academic and adminis- trative buildings as well as the Colket Center.

Residence halls too, are out tted with re- cycling bins, but there is only one single-stream recycling container on campus. A brown metal container, which looks like the standard garbage container, sits on the side of the grassy area behind the Life Science building and in between Marion residence hall.

A second recycling container is located just off campus on Salem property, and it’s often used by students who live in the Wortmann Com- plex, and the Afton resi- dence halls. It is only for paper, plastic, and alumi- num recyclables.

As the climate warms and weather changes on a daily basis, understanding environ- mental issues on a col- lege campus is crucial to the future of Roanoke College. Environmental challenges affect every four-year institution in the country, and Roanoke is no different.

Krzyston said that the college can only ben- e t from more visible, ex- ternal recycling.

“I think it’s very important for the school to take a leadership posi- tion,” he said. “If they are going to claim that they

are educating people for tomorrow, which they are, then I think environmen- tal stewardship is certain- ly going to be a part of the future of cultivating mor- al leaders.”

In 2012, the Princ- eton Review named Ro- anoke College the 18th most beautiful campus in the country, and while ex- ternal recycling bins are a great asset, they do take away from the aesthetic of the college, said Krzyston. They also cost more than $1,000 a bin.

To combat this aesthetic challenge, Krzyston said that recycling on campus can be a clever recruiting tool that may lure prospective students to the 18th most beautiful campus in the country.

“If a student from Vermont, where recycling is the norm, comes for Accepted Students day and has a water bottle they have to throw in a trash can, they may think this place is a southern backwater,” said Krzyston. Clubs like Earth- bound, which is a member of the Roanoke College Environmental Coalition, are working to improve the college’s en- vironmental outlook and a push for external recycling on campus is just one of many steps students are taking.

Earthbound often partners with the Garden Club and the Beekeep- ing Society to help edu- cate the college campus and provide alternative resources for food waste, the health of the bee pop- ulation, and general environmental protections.

Augusta was my Home, now it’s an Office

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Article Written by David Hall

 

There’s a little house on the northwestern edge of campus called Augusta Hall. It’s simple. In the living room there’s a big window overlooking North Market Street and every day at sunset light pours through that window onto the old shaggy carpet inside.

During my sophomore year at Roanoke that house was my home, my sanctuary, and my playplace. It was a place where I made lifelong friends, carved my future, laughed, cried, cried some more, and laughed even more after crying some more. It was a place where good things were almost always happening, where friends gathered and caring people planned the next good deed. It was the home of the Peace and Social Justice Living Learning Community which comprised of 8, then 6 people who spent and spend most of their time for the benefit of others.

Yesterday I was on a run with my best friend Mackay, reminiscing. Specifically, we talked about the final hours before a protest we (mostly him) had organized. Mackay and I sat at our kitchen table and doing grassroots work, frantically calling and messaging hundreds of people while our friends listened to protest songs and made signs in the living room. “It’s one of my favorite memories of us,” Mackay said to me on the run. We talked about how the collective of faculty and students possessed a positively electric anticipation that’s hard to reproduce, but it is easy to remember.

Mackay and I often go on runs together. It’s one of our consistent bonding rituals that also include playing Star Wars: Battlefront on Mackay’s Xbox, always accompanied by tortilla chips, Newman’s Own salsa, and Coca Cola.

At the end of what was my freshman and Mackay’s sophomore year, Mackay who already lived in Augusta pulled me into the community having known about my interest in social issues through my involvement in the newly formed Beekeeping Society. I was content to live in the house, but I was blissfully unaware that house would become the sight of some of my fondest Roanoke memories, memories that would take me all the pages of this paper to remember properly.

Because the possession of a house is rare among Roanoke students, Augusta became the defacto home base for our many activities on campus. As respective presidents of two environmental organizations, Mackay and I became quite the team, leading our rather new clubs in ambitious endeavors across campus.

Then, midway through Spring of 2016, we found out that we would not be allowed to continue the community next year. Residence Life had decided to mix up Living Learning Communities and needed the space in Augusta for a program called Language Consultants International or LCI, for short. LCI is a fantastic program the college partners with to bring International students to the United States.

These students were to live in Augusta so they could avoid alienation and stick together in what surely would have been a rewarding, but also terrifying experience. We were obviously upset to lose Augusta, but after a meeting with the heads of Residence Life we were at least relatively content knowing it would be used to house some other fellow misfits in need of a home, a community.

Except, the students from LCI don’t actually live in Augusta Hall, or at least they don’t anymore. As early as late October, Augusta Hall was being used for a haunted house. Then in recent months I noticed offices for the Center for Teaching the Rule of Law moved in. The Center is another great organization the college sponsors. Before moving into the little house on Market Street they already had offices, on College Avenue above Campus safety.

I’m not here to condemn and I’m not here to indict people who simply are doing their job the best they can with the resources they’re allocated. I’m here to tell my story. I’m here to simply say that there existed a beautiful, successful community of dedicated students on campus that does not exist anymore, the kind of community that I believe Roanoke College stands before and stands behind.

Community, like the one that existed in Augusta, is the reason I came to Roanoke, the reason I continue to go to Roanoke, and the reason I will continue to advocate for its missions in the future.

Although I’m not here to idict, I am indignant. And if I can be candid, the handling of Augusta Hall this past year is a short-sighted blunder that not only upsets me personally, but ought to upset anyone that believes in the institution’s mission. It may be a little house, but it’s a big symbol.

RC Gameroom Competition

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Article Written by Brieanah Gouveia

Student gaming aficionados exist at Roanoke College, but finding a comprehensive list of the best is hard to come by.

The Gameroom, located on the bottom floor of the Colket Center, hosts a variety of gaming consoles and tournaments for students to vie for high score recognition. Its website has a Hall of Champions list, but it has not been updated since the 2014-2015 school year. Among it, Madden NFL, NHL, Billiards, and Ping Pong are the only games to be recognized with student winner photos.

Sophomore K’hari Tassy works in the Gameroom and acknowledged that many of the tournaments this semester have fallen through, which has not helped the staff’s ability to recognize champion scores.

Tassy said sophomore CJ Miles is among one of the best players at NBA2K. He also recognized Mugabe Cim for FIFA and junior Adam Zona for Madden NFL.

Junior Najee Fuller, a frequenter of the Gameroom, shared his opinion of some of the best players at RC. He said he personally holds a winning streak against everyone he has played at ping pong, except junior Larkin Meadows, and acknowledged junior Timothy Goeglein as a good competitor, too.

Fuller also stated sophomore Kelvin Obioha to be one of the best players of NHL, junior JT Thompson for NBA2K and Madden, as well as Cim, Tassy, and junior Mykal Dawkins for FIFA.

Fuller’s greatest pride however is his own high score status on the retro arcade game, Miss Pacman. He said he holds the majority of high scores, including his personal best of around 193,000 points. Fuller said to achieve that high of a score, he had to play for about 10 minutes, adding “it’s all in the flick of the wrist.”

Unfortunately, the machine has been broken since last semester, and Fuller is anxious for the day he can play it again. Tassy did not know when it would be fixed. No dates have been set for the work order to be completed.

“The Gameroom is well used, but I feel like it can sometimes be under appreciated,” Fuller said. To draw more students, “They need a Playstation 2” so people can play “old-school games like Kingdom hearts, or NBA streets.”

Commenting on the release of old games for newer Playstations, Fuller said “They better get Crash Bandicoot.”

Art Majors Show Opens

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Article Written by Brieannah Gouveia

Photo Courtesy of Brieannah Gouveia

 

This afternoon, beginning at 5:30 p.m., the opening reception of the college’s annual Art Majors Show will take place in Smoyer Gallery. Talia Logan, gallery director of Olin Hall Galleries, said that this year the work of 25 students will be on display: 10 majors, 12 minors, and three minors currently studying abroad.

This exhibition not only highlights the diversity of the fine arts students’ media, styles and artistic visions, but it is also facilitates publicity and sales for the students with the wider college audience.

The artists had to submit their work for inclusion in the show, but not every piece entered was accepted for the final exhibition. The select pieces range from works of painting, photography and illustration, to sculpture, design and printmaking.

Ben Mowers, junior art major, has three pieces on display. The first of these is a self-portrait. He said it was a class assignment and used the painting as an opportunity to experiment with color and planes.

The second, a brightly colored round painting, titled Sugar Rush, Mowers said “was inspired by my love of pin-up aesthetic,” adding that it was created in order to contrast the dark monochromatic style of many of his other pieces.

Mowers said another painting on display, titled Clairvoyance, “was inspired by the television series American Horror Story: Coven. There is actually a hidden image in the piece (the whole image is a skull),” he added.

With one more year ahead of him, Mowers said that he is still finding his preference of artistic style and theme. “I definitely love drawing, and drawing figures, for that matter. Next year I hope to have a body of work that I can really be proud of and have a strong portfolio that I will want to show off!”

Jaina Lanum, senior art major, has about a dozen different pieces in the show, ranging from photography and printmaking to ceramics. Two of her photographs depicting arrangements of glassware have an interesting backstory.

According to Lanum, “The photograph of the upside down cups with blue and green ‘liquid’ in them is actually Jell-O. I had to go to Walmart and buy multiple packs of Jell-O and then pour it into all this different glassware. My refrigerator was quite a sight! And then I had to carefully transport glass filled with Jell-O to the studio. That was a process, but everything went well!”

Reflecting back on her experiences with the Fine Arts Department, Lanum is most thankful for being able “to form really close relationships with [her] professors and with the other art students, which would not have happened at a larger school.” She added that the most valuable thing she has learned while at Roanoke “is time management, especially with ceramics because there are so many processes involved.”

After graduation, Lanum will endeavor to hike the Appalachian Trail with her sister and uncle. She said she then hopes to continue with her personal photography business, ideally traveling the world capturing photos along the way.

The exhibition, which showcases dozens of more work by other student artists, will be up through May 5.