• Concert
    March 19th, 2010

    Before driving back down to Maryland for spring break, my sister wanted to take advantage of being in the Philadelphia area by checking out South Street and going to a concert at the Theatre of the Living Arts to see Copeland on their last tour.   After she and our friend Mel picked me up from my Sugarloaf dorm, we decided we were craving pizza and began our search for a good pizza place.  After our GPS led us to two different non-existent places, we found Toto’s, which we quickly established to be THE BEST PIZZA PLACE EVER.  We ordered a cheese pizza pie and watched as someone behind the counter started making it and brought it to our table in just a matter of minutes.  After finishing our awesome meal we headed over to South Street to explore before getting in line for our concert.

    Teaser picture below. This is how close we were.  : )

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    March 17th, 2009

    Before returning to CHC from Spring Break, I experienced my first ever punk rock concert at the Electric Factory in Philadelphia. I stood in the mid-back to enjoy listening to the show and stay at a safe range from the mosh pit, but still could see the bobbing heads and bodies moving back and forth a ways in front of me. Since I’m not too tall, I spent a lot of the evening watching the performances on stage conveniently projected onto the wall to my left.

    The opening act was an all girl band, Civet. Their music was decent and I was impressed with their talent, (it’s not too often one comes across ladies dolled up in cute skirts and dresses, but can work the stage like hardcore rockers). But I really enjoyed the next group- H2O a lot more. The group has been together for over a decade and was mostly comprised of middle aged men, but ran around the stage like teenagers. They communicated with the crowd, cracked jokes, and explained some of their songs-many of which were actually pretty deep. I listened past the booming bass drum and screaming words to hear the lyrics of a song asking What happened to the passion? What happened to the hard work? What happened to the music and message that I love? So not only did I get a great performance and fun melodies to sing and dance along to, but a few thought-provoking moments as well.

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    September 27th, 2008

    Philadelphia’s music scene seems to pick up right when Fall semester starts at Chestnut Hill, which grants all on campus the opportune chance to catch their favorite bands live. Last Sunday I was able to see the Mars Volta with two of my close friends from CHC and the experience was beyond spectacular. Being able to drive 20 minutes from the campus to the city is definately convenient because I am always able to complete class assignments right before leaving for the show; when at home, it would normally take me over two hours to drive to the city because of the distance and traffic so concerts must be tightly organized around my schedule. When at CHC, one can be invited by another student the day of the show and be able to arrive home in time for a suitable night’s rest for class in the morning.


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    September 18th, 2008

    One of the hardest and least appealing things about “growing up” is having to give up, one by one, the wonderful assortment of fun things that we got to do when we were younger. Some of us hold onto these fleeting glimpses of lost childhood and adolescence by bringing video game systems with us, many of the “vintage” variety. But for myself and a lot of others, the thing I miss most about those days-gone-by was playing sports, of all types. Varsity college athletics aren’t for everyone, and hats off to those who have the talent and drive to contribute that way. But what about the rest of us, the weekend warriors for whom daily practicing seems a burden, but the monthly haphazard pick-up game just doesn’t cut it? That is the very question that I asked myself, and through the wonders of creativity and the open-mindedness of the administration here, I am proud to announce that CHC now has an Intramural Sports program, headed by yours truly. Weekend warriors around the campus, rejoice!


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    September 12th, 2008

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    Luckily the friends I have made at Chestnut Hill College equally appreciate the recreational pursuits I choose to engage in; it was with the help of my roommate Alli and close college friend Justin that I was able to put together an unbelievable road trip. Together we collected our friends to travel to Chicago, Illinois in order to take part in the three day festival formally known as Lollapalooza in Grant Park. We were able to bring friends from our home-towns on the journey, which allowed us to witness each other’s personalities outside of Chestnut Hill College.

    The road trip itself was a stellar experience because we needed to cram five people in Alli’s car while Justin and his friend Mike from home went in their own separate vehicle. We left bright and early Thursday morning in order to make it to Alli’s house in Glenn Ellyn, Illinois by 10 o’clock at night; the drive itself was twelve hours long! The trip proved to be a long distance, however amongst us five we were able to alternate drivers every 300 miles, which helped relieve the stress of driving for extended hours. We passed through Ohio and Indiana during our excursion and witnessed extraordinarily vast farmlands and breathtaking mountains. We traversed under tunnels to get through the Allegheny mountain region in Western Pennsylvania, where construction became heavy after each mountain we passed. I don’t think anyone slept throughout the whole trip because the landscape was simply astounding.


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