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Check out our Pick of the Week from the Top 40 genre directors!  This is “Nightcall” by Kavinsky feat. Lovefoxxx, featured in the new film Drive!  Here all this and more at http://chapmanradio.com/home

Congratulations!!!

Sending out a big congrats to this week’s Show of the Week: Voices Tessellate!!!

Check out her show here: http://chapmanradio.com/show?showid=203

Also, belated congrats to Selassie I Power, the show of the week for LAST week!  Check out his show right here: http://chapmanradio.com/show?showid=136

Check out these awesome shows and more at http://chapmanradio.com/schedule!

New Semester! New Shows! 1st Meeting! Tonight!

Whether you’re returning to Chapman Radio, or if you’re interested in starting a show of your own, you should come by Beckman 104 tonight at 10pm for the first Chapman Radio meeting of the school year!  Lots of cool peeps!  And did I mention you could get your own radio show?  I mean… I think that’s a pretty good deal.

The End.

The boy who has written the chapman radio blog for the past year, James Ramsay, has since graduated from college, and thus should pass its maintenance on to another scribe. For the same reason, he has started up a new page independent of chapman radio (but with a deep nostalgic fondness for it). It’s entitled Ecclesiastes, in honor of one of the better books of wisdom from the past few millenia, and he invites you to follow at jamesjohnramsay.tumblr.com. If you enjoyed the light humor from chapman radio’s tumblr, expect more of the same from Ecclesiastes.

James would like to thank Tiffany Corlin very much for allowing him to contribute to chapman radio in this manner. Chapman radio gave him purpose, creative confidence, and friendship over the past two years, and to any Chapman students who have seen this page and haven’t participated in chapman radio, I highly encourage it. I would also like to thank Molly Hersh, the co-host of my radio show, and Carl Schlachte, the programming director. Okay. That’s enough. 

Clarissa explained nothing.
It’s fine, up until the existential crisis.
Free-range chicken to a caged chicken
Desperate Reminiscence

During an open house for the philosophy department last semester, a young man raised his hand and asked, “Are classes lecture based, or more of a Symposium style?”

I replied, “[chuckle] it’s more of a Symposium, I guess”.

The “I guess” was there to qualify our Symposium as one in the colloquial sense, or as anyone with a healthy sense of self might say, a group discussion.

But did the young man possibly, actually mean, ‘did we sit around drinking, exploring the penis/vagina relationship in terms of yin/yang interdependence and engaging in homoerotic flirtation?’ And to that I’d have to add, “What other kind of discussion is there?”  

Why Do They Have to Fight?

         As a friend and I left the multiplex on a recent night, she turned to me and offered this review: “You know, I liked the movie, but I just get so uneasy when all the bad things happen!” I intuitively agreed with her distaste for story conflict, which is perhaps why the movie studios haven’t entrusted me with making their executive decisions for the last few years. Otherwise, you’d have me to thank for these classic plots:

 

-A stuttering English king-to-be seeks help from a speech therapist in preparation for his new public role. The speech therapist is exceptionally personable, and the king agreeably participates from the beginning, without any hesitation or condescending air. After all, I mean, the guy’s just trying to help!

 

-A few endearingly shaggy Harvard nerds create a website where you can put pictures of yourself and make friends. They all share in the billions of dollars in profit, and the two boys who may have originally conceived of the website are content with simply being really attractive. They row their little boats into the sunset as the nerds get to kiss girls on the lips.

 

-A group of friends go to Las Vegas for a bachelor party, only to get a text from the groom saying he’s hanging out on the roof of the casino. They then throw a party on the roof. There’s a cute baby involved. And they get to kiss girls on the lips.

 

-Some futuristic architects live out their dreams.

 

-A smooth-talking business traveler meets his female equivalent. After months of doing the different-city-same-hotel-chain thing, he finally shows up unexpectedly at her doorstep. To his surprise, her suitcase is waiting at the door- she thought he’d never knock! They continue their jet-setting lifestyle, never leaving each other’s side.

 

-A rich white woman adopts a poor black boy, teaches him how to play football, and he becomes and NFL star. (Oh, wait…)

 

-In this romantic romp, a man and a lady manage to sustain a great friendship whilst simultaneously having sex all the time.

 

-The above premise is such a hit, the studio makes the exact same thing three more times with different actors.

 

-A man born an old baby mysteriously stops changing after he reaches peak love-making form. His wife experiences a similar phenomenon. Everyone in town is admittedly a bit curious, but happy for them nonetheless.

 

-In the third installment of this children’s classic, a bunch of toys meet some more cuddly toys and their owner brings them to his new college dorm. All the girls get a kick out his talking toys. They kiss him on the lips.

 

            You may be wondering, as I have for some time, why movies don’t play out this way. After all, it’s fiction. The writer (or the actress’ agent) can choose everything that happens. Why do the newlyweds have to fight? Why can’t they just be happy like we want them to be? Well, as I asked myself these questions, it occurred to me that this innovative genre, wherein only great things happen, does exist. It’s called porn.