Welcome to In the Studio, a feature dedicated to exploring the fantastic independent musicians at Kenyon. This week, we showcase Jordan Dean ’22 music major from Cleveland, Ohio.
The only good thing about this terrible cycle of cold, then show, then rain, then ice again is watching people fall on their asses. The dance that many do to avoid falling is almost just as funny. The “Oh I didn’t just fall on my ass” face is even funnier. Ultimately, I have seen my fair share of shit eaters. I can proudly say I have yet to fall on my face or ass yet, but I’m sure this article will induce some intense slipping karma.
Everyone knows that you’re never truly alone at Kenyon. You might think you’ve found the spot, but I hate to break it to you—you haven’t found the spot. Winter has come and people are pissy and definitely prone to breakdowns and I’m here to give you some advice on the absolute worst possible places to cry when you need to have a moment.
Have you ever met a Kenyon boy who can’t talk about his feelings unless the lights are out? Continue reading
It’s just a fact–we’ve all had some pretty embarrassing Halloween costumes from our past. Ranging anywhere from cute pumpkin to princess, take a look at some of our very own editors exposing themselves for the greater good! Continue reading
Every time October 31st rolls around there’s a sense of spook in the air. You can feel it. There is an energy traveling through the campus among the fall foliage. Sometimes it’s hard to know how this manifests and what to do with all those spooky feelings. But, alas, do not fear. Read on and get spooky. Continue reading
I’m just gonna go right out there and say it…. I miss Olin. Yes. I miss that ugly looking, depressing, cinder block palace and there’s nothing anyone can do about it. Walking past the wall, ash falling from the sky, I think back to a time when I had a finite location to procrastinate, bother people in periodicals, and draw on whiteboards I never needed to be touching at all. It’s a sad fact that the mods just don’t do it for me like good old Olin. Olin was sexier, cooler, more low key. I have desperately attempted to find my “spot” for this year’s studying. I tested the waters of multiple locations and yet somehow most all of them failed me.