On April 10, at the Music Hall of Williamsburg took e for the first time. Not e as in ecstasy, e as in Ernest Greene. I couldn’t get annoyed at the hipsters who were on the real thing (dry sex couple behind me), I was just moments away from experiencing the genius behind my 2009 summer soundtrack, Washed Out, in 4-D.

Dr. Dog released their sixth full-length album Shame, Shame this past week to strong reviews from critics, though this album did not stray too much from the band’s previously successful formula.

Imagine living twenty-nine years of your life by the word of God. Now imagine that one day you waited for your wife to get into the shower and then left your entire life behind with only the money in your pocket and the clothes on your back.

The average student sees little presence of creative and artistic expression on campus at Stony Brook. Sure, there are random sculptures scattered about, but there isn’t anything in the way of student creations. The Shirley Strum Kenny Arts Festival tries to fill this void…

[UPDATED] “Where’s the I-Con convention?” he honked. The girl calmly directed him out to the lobby, where workers were setting up ticket booths. “When does it start?” he honked again. That’s when I did the worst possible thing.

In Mass Effect 1, Commander Sheppard is given many dialogue options when speaking to Fai Dan, leader of the human colony on Feros. When he explains how screwed up the colony is, Sheppard can offer a comforting paragon reaction, or an unpleasant renegade response.

Tony Todd: No it’s not true. For a Pokémon, no. I never did Pokémon, sir. That’s some weak ass shit.

No, I am not likening the first issue of Dark Horse’s Mass Effect tie-in comic to a stewed fruit sauce. Rather, I’m referring to the issue’s protagonist, blue-skinned alien Dr. Liara T’soni, and the overload of sassiness she brings to the pages.