Moneen's latest effort more chill than old tunes
It’s beautiful, it’s melodic and an easy listen, but if Moneen fans are looking for more of the band’s usual sound on the band’s new album, they won’t find it here.
It’s beautiful, it’s melodic and an easy listen, but if Moneen fans are looking for more of the band’s usual sound on the band’s new album, they won’t find it here.
Sarah Munkacsy regularly gets hugs from her customers. The East Lansing resident and owner of Bronze Bay Tanning, who last week opened a second location at 617 E. Grand River Ave. said her No. 1 priority is getting to know her customers and forming a comfortable atmosphere at the store.
I swore I would never in a million years read Twilight. I swore I wouldn’t watch the movie and I wouldn’t ever pick Team Edward or Team Jacob.
Surprisingly, “Sorority Row” was so painful, it was good. In fact, it’s a lot like a fraternity party. It’s got good looking people and a great soundtrack. It’s got lots of booze and boobs, and the jokes are average.
A cure wasn’t the only thing to sing out for at The Fraternal Order of Eagles Hall on Sunday — there was a birthday to celebrate as well.
Put down the 300-pound barbell and stop those weird stretches before exercising; they actually aren’t helping your body, an expert says.
Public urination, “The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift” and being sleazy are topics of interest for Amy Poehler and Aziz Ansari.
Not a sushi eater? Don’t worry. Robert M. Song, owner of Maru Sushi & Grill, 5100 Marsh Road, has some comforting words. “We are very friendly to nonsushi eaters,” Song said. “We have many steak, chicken and salad items as well for those who are not quite as used to sushi.”
The door opens to a dimly lit room filled with a table and orange vinyl couches. A dog named Murphy happily trots toward guests with his tail wagging. Be he’s still being slightly leery of strangers. The bar is stocked with every kind of booze someone could ask for and the fridge is a smorgasbord of various goodies and snacks.
I’m not sure if they serve beer in hell, but they definitely serve buttered popcorn and fountain drinks. Let me clarify, “I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell,” a motion picture based on Tucker Max’s novel with the same name, was hell to sit through.
James Nestor suggests readers of his book should get high by being stung by a bee or eating some giraffe liver. Nestor, author of “Get High Now (Without Drugs),” compiled more than 175 methods of visual stimulation, lucid dreaming and meditation. Some tactics are relatively normal, such as breathing exercises, but more outlandish methods, such as eating moth larva, are just for fun, Nestor said. Sensory exercises work best when having an open mind, he said.
Some old, some new, all will help you power through the week!
Actress Drew Barrymore will visit Bonaventure Skating Rink at 3 p.m. Friday at 24505 Halsted Road, Farmington Hills, to promote her new movie, “Whip It,” according to the rink’s Web site.
Listen closely. Trickling down the music stream, slowly and quietly, is Cotton Jones (formerly known as Cotton Jones Basket Ride). With its eclectic folksy vibe and velvet-soaked mood, there’s something psychedelic about the band’s new record. Yesterday marked the release of the third in a series of handmade art-book EP’s from the group, entitled “Rio Ranger EP.”
Michigan-based band Empire! Empire! (I Was A Lonely Estate) will hit the stage with opening bands Continental Things and I Am The Branch for a CD release concert this Saturday at (SCENE) Metrospace, 110 Charles St.
As the Food Fitness reporter, it’s fitting that I love food. It’s one of my favorite topics to talk about and one of my favorite activities to indulge in. But I have a problem with food. Rather, certain foods have problems with me. I’m lactose intolerant.
Dan Mathews encourages people to parade around busy cities entirely naked. He also has been in jail more than seven times.
It’s been a couple of years since Scott Barnes has been a regular at the East Lansing bars, but the 2007 MSU graduate hasn’t forgotten his college nights just yet.
Travis Kliemann found a pair of baby blue glasses in the corner of his apartment last year. Little did he know, those glasses would be the beginning of a movement around the East Lansing area.
The twangy pull of a banjo’s strings, the steady strum of a guitar and the ghostly sound of a saw being played with a violin bow combine to perform an impromptu concert on the steps before a group of housemates and friends as they relax in the nice weather and enjoy the music.