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What Goes Around, Stays Around: Keeping Manhattan Local, for Life By: Montana Barrister pg. 4


Your Brain on Hogs: Anthrax’s “I’m the Man” The Vasty Deep: New Songs by The Heat Index StereoScopes

(Because Horroscopes are just Fake)




issue #1 - September 1st, 2011

The Slant

(Voices, yours and ours)

2 - Us to You 3 - Face/Off

The Beat

4 - What Goes Around, Stays Around

The Centerfold

(Your Weekly Calender made of 100% Awesome)

The Hype

(100% Right, Some of the Time)

8 - Three Asians and a Movie - Your Brain on Hogs: Anthrax’s “I’m the Man” 9 - Lazy Art Review

The Bump

(Bump it, Brah, it rocks!)

10 - The Vasty Deep: New Songs by The Heat Index - Geek Weekly: $10 Steam Game - “Cogs”

The Good Bits (The reasons most folks pick up newspapers)

10 - StereoScopes (Because Horroscopes are just Fake) - The Hype Forum (No 4’s or Fours allowed)

The Talent

(Poets, Paints, Pics and Paragraphs)

11 - “Raymond Carver Wanted Me to Tell You”

This issue of The Hype Weekly Forged in the fires of Mount Doom by: jimbo ivy, sarah sullivan, Keegan Hudspeth, Robin “DreadPirate” Nelson, Amy Webb,”Hannah” Montana Barrister, Nikki Marcotte, Sean Matthews, Aaron “Hogs” Abbott, Adam Mason, Caleb Jennison, Nathan Abbott, Dan Hornsby, Zachary Powell, George Matthews, Bethaney Wallace and the mysterious “hypster”.

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Dear Manhattan, You are holding the very first issue of The Hype Weekly, a free alternative weekly paper that is financially supported by advertising and sponsorship from the amazing and generous small businesses and non-profit groups in Manhattan. We want to take this time to thank you for the courage it takes to run a small business or an organization that is simply there to fill a need. Like a little kid, looking up to a parent they idealize, The Hype Weekly wants to grow up to be just like you! YOU are the people that make up the cultural, social, and artistic scene that we want to promote. We want to tell the rest of Manhattan about all the interesting, exciting and meaningful things you are doing in the community.

(Stories you tell us to write)

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US to You

The primary operating ideal behind The Hype is community involvement in our creative process: We want YOU to come to our weekly article pitch meetings and tell us what you want the paper to cover and if you’re passionate about the subject, we want you to write it! We want YOU to submit your art, photography and literature to us so we can promote YOU! We want to know when and where YOUR band, theatrical show, gallery opening, or reading is so we can promote, photograph, and review it! We want YOUR small business to grow through our features and advertising! Use our Forum line to tell us something about your day, and use our website to submit your pictures for our photo contests, listen to new music by local bands and watch footage of some of the crazy feats your fellow Manhattanites are undertaking. Join us at our launch party, today September 1st at Auntie Mae’s Parlor at 8pm! “The Hype: Believe it.” Love, The Hype Weekly

The Slant

Face/Off: MCC Sexuality Policy Protests The following is a side-by-side debate representing two sides of an issue. The opinions expressed here are not those of The Hype Weekly or its staff. Just two people stating their case, and responding to each other. They are not, scripted, smoothed over or staged. You decide who’s right.

Adam Mason - Statement

Nathan Abbott - Statement

What Manhattan Christian College has chosen to do regarding the expulsion of openly homosexual students and staff is wrong. Not wrong in some sort of touchy feely, human rights sense of the word, but in a “its not right according to Christian beliefs to openly discriminate against your fellow Christians” sort of way. As made clear in their Statement of Faith, “Manhattan Christian College pleads for the unity of all believers on the common ground of commitment and obedience to the lordship of Christ”. I must have missed the part where it says “with the exclusion of homosexuals”

It seems that on Friday, the nineteenth of August, some forty-odd protesters were up in arms in front of the Manhattan Christian College campus. They were apparently holding signs and handing out so called “informational fliers” to incoming students. From what I have been able to gather, the crux of this specific disagreement seems to be MCC’s unwillingness to admit homosexual students and faculty as well as the role played by the MCC administrators in seeking to limit the extension of rights protection to homosexuals as a group.

Honestly, the majority of Bible verses used to denounce homosexuality are ripped from Old Testament books such as Leviticus. Books with other scripture that people rarely quote or adhere to given they don’t want to be dismissed as complete nut jobs. For example Leviticus 20:9 “For every one that curseth his father or his mother shall be surely put to death” Seriously?!? Thank god I wasn’t killed for every time I spoke ill of my parents.

The MCC has every legal and constitutional right to do as they see fit in such matters. The MCC serves a specific segment of the population that happens to view homosexuals as an affront to their god. The MCC also has a duty to its students, faculty, and the parents of its students and those that donate money to the school to teach and run it in accordance with the conservative fundamental Christian beliefs upon which the organization was founded.

Also, am I the only one who remembers that part of the Bible where Jesus calls a whore blessed and forgiven for the acts of kindness she showed him, ya know, instead of saying “get away from me, you filthy whore” ? Point being the majority of scripture was intended to demonstrate the overarching values of tolerance, understanding, and love. Last time I checked, the greatest threat to Christianity was Satan and the awful evil he invokes on the earth, and not kind hearted, caring, god fearing, fellow Christians that just happen to be physically attracted to the same sex.

Also, there is the matter of this little piece of paper: the Constitution of the United States of America. Funny thing is, in the very first amendment, actually in the very first line of the very first amendment, it reads and I quote “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or PROHIBITING THE FREE EXERCISE THEROF”. It seems to me that as it is written in the first sentence of the first amendment of the U.S. Constitution, the right to practice ones religion freely was of some import to the founders of our nation.

Having said all of this, if leading a good Christian life in anyway means trying to embody and promote the teachings of Jesus Christ, it is wrong, from said perspective, to do what they did. The decisions of Manhattan Christian College only help show the hypocrisy, hatred, and intolerance that is so rapidly becoming associated with those wishing to call themselves good Christian people. So carry on MCC. And remember, when everyone else hates you for what you’ve done and what you’ve become, Jesus will still love you. Just like he loves the homosexuals you despise so much.

The long and the short of it is; the MCC have a constitutionally guaranteed right to believe and worship as they see fit. A right for which blood has been shed and lives lost for over two centuries, both hetero and homosexual. The rights given us, which allow protests and civil rights movements to advance the cause of homosexuals and indeed all oppressed peoples are the same rights that protect the MCC in what they do now. Be careful when you seek to take the rights of someone else and force your own ideas upon them, because tomorrow they may seek to do the same to you.

Nathan Abbott - Response

Adam Mason - Response

Is what the MCC doing in regards to homosexuality wrong? Morally, and Christian teaching wise? Sure it is, Jesus himself would come down from upon high and pimp slap the bejebus out of them for misrepresenting him and his teachings. However it isn’t legally wrong, they are well within their rights on this issue. Unfortunately in our wonderful and awesome country it is not against the law to be a hypocritical douche, and thank God (yours, mine or any ones) for that or we wouldn’t have any one to be politicians or other scurvy public officials. It is a sad state of affairs in this day and age that more and more private educational institutions like the MCC are going to where they won’t even accept government sourced student aid due to fear of just this type issue.

Of course Manhattan Christian College is protected by the same document that protects the protesters at its doors, and all people who live on U.S. soil. As for the legal aspect of it all, yeah, there’s no real argument there. Given their lack of federal funding and under the protection of the term “private institution”, they are more than welcome to do as they please with lack of regard to what we think of as common or public protections. And they do have an obligation of sorts to those who donate to the college. I would, however, like to see proof that their decisions on this issue are backed by all those who financially support them.

The only people that this hurts are the poor students who are just trying to get an education and not only do they have to deal with people coming to their school, handing out pamphlets and holding signs telling them how bad they are but now it may get increasingly hard to pay the tuition without the ability to utilize financial aid. I would once again caution everyone on all sides of the issue to be careful about trying to force what people believe and to try and usurp their rights. There was a profound thing said about world war II and it starts out with “when they came for the Jews I did nothing, for I was not a Jew.” Just remember, anything that can be used to remove the rights of your enemy now will most assuredly be used against you later when the ever mercurial winds of public opinion change.

Perhaps they know of MCC’s stance on treating the homosexual community as outcasts undeserving of the teaching that takes place in their classrooms, or perhaps they are former students and fellow Christians who were moved by the strong words found in the Statement of Faith. Words meant to show a firm commitment to the idea of the unification of Christian people. What if any of the donors are actually homosexual? Is there a refund to be had? Would it be just as bad to spend gay money as it is,in the eyes of MCC, to teach and employ gay people? Or is all money equal in the eyes of God? Maybe people could one day be so lucky.

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The Beat

What Goes Around, Stays Around: H

Keeping Manhattan Local, for Life

oney was a staple for me growing up. It was in almost everything. Our big honey bear bottle had his nose worn thin from constant use. Honey and milk over rice, honey and peanut butter on toast, honey in our tea - our house was practically a ground-level, ranch style bee hive. Golden syrup ran in my veins. We always bought our honey at the local health food store instead of the supermarket, because the health food store sold locally cultivated honey while the supermarket brands were imported. I was small at the time and didn’t understand what the concept of ‘buying locally’ even meant. It was just an insanely sweet condiment - why did it matter where it came from? Now, bees from all over are disappearing, and so are local businesses. When the economy hits hard times, larger companies have more fat to comfortably trim

By: Montana Barrister

and cushion to survive the rough patches. But small businesses are on the thin side from the beginning; even a short period of bad times may be enough to starve them out entirely. The owners, employees and even the customers are in very similar situations: they’re all in the trenches, trying to make sure the small business’ basic needs are taken care of. And it’s that solidarity between the producers and the consumers that makes these unique places have the personality and tenacity our community needs to survive.

Rebecca Craig is a survivor. She’s a working owner, and the business she helps run is just like her. Rockstar & Rogers, which she owns along with Rebecca Schumacher, is exactly what a secondhand name brand clothing store should be - an eclectic, vibrant little space, bristling with all manner of clothes, accessories, shoes and otherwise. Racks are neatly lined with various fashions, for women and men, juxtaposed together in a way they’d never be at the mall. Kneehigh Converse, zero-gauge plugs, vintage costume jewelry and the obligatory hemp necklaces all share the same space with Ralph Lauren, Calvin Klein and Donna Karan while the foster cat roams the fabric jungles below the knees and petting hands of browsing shoppers. Craig became a partner of R&R

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in 2001, and during that time she has seen Manhattan begin to change along with the country’s overall economy. “I tried working for corporations, but I just didn’t agree with some of the things they were asking us to do.” In trying to avoid the bland methods larger stores used, Rockstar & Rogers had chosen a more attitude and personality-based approach. Corporate chains offer broad appeal and financial stability, franchises have slightly more freedom in terms of image and feel, but a completely free-wheeling inde-

pendent style is what they truly wanted, even with the extra pressures. “It’s less risky if you have a proven system... but being able to set your own rules is great,” says Craig. “We rely on word of mouth, the small town community feel... It just comes back to community.” It’s that slightly unusual combination of individualism and larger connection that lies at the heart of most small businesses and makes them what they are. Larger companies and corporations simply cannot strike that balance. In fact, much of their policies and practices are based around maximizing the number of people that come through and getting them to spend more money, faster. Some restaurants will keep their temperature purposefully lower than normal to insure

tables don’t stay occupied for too long after the party finishes their meal. Some retailers have a prescribed amount of time an employee is to interact with a customer before returning to other tasks. Some places have budgets that require sales quotas per person per day that will cause disciplinary actions if not met, forcing sales staff to push products and services onto customers simply to hit a target stat. These examples are purposefully vague; not because it’s just specific, recognizable places that do things like this - it’s because, like the corporations themselves, these practices are in fact, generic and impersonal.

Luckily, there’s nothing antagonistic about places like The Dusty Bookshelf. The regulars and employees just call it “Dusty” for brevity’s sake, and it’s a modest, marvelous temple to the written word. At the corner of Moro and Manhattan Ave., floor to ceiling shelves are jammed to bursting with book after book, almost every one a small castoff from someone’s personal library. For over two decades this building has slowly been filled with volumes, now boasting a collection of well over seventeen thousand books on their shelves. More books are piled by the dozen, scattered throughout the place, and the high-value limited editions and rare books are squirreled away safely to sell on behalf of private collectors, libraries, and the like.

The Beat A resident cat named Cleo prowls the stacks, rescued by owner Diane Meredith when an entire litter of kittens was abandoned in a nearby alley almost twenty years ago. Brynne Glynn, a Dusty sales clerk for two years now, describes what appears to verge on obsession: “We believe in material books. Not, like, get rid of Kindles or anything, but holding [a book] in your hand is something else.” As she continues slipping new dust jackets on some recently acquired hardcovers, Brynne elaborates on how much Dusty and its employees respect their wares, explaining, “Every book that comes through the store is hand cleaned. All the stickers, dust and crap come off. We see all of them. We’re very picky, like a woman with high standards.” And most astounding of all, there is no computerized inventory system, no database to look up any of their titles. It’s all indexed by the employee’s memory. “You learn by working. By six months, [you] will probably know where everything is, or at least where it should be,” Brynne asserts. It’s hard to imagine any other type of business even trying such a thing. That kind of dedication and attention to detail is refreshing to see, especially in a time where a premium is put on broad efficiency and volume selling. However, despite how seriously they treat their books and consider the business itself, the staff and owners themselves are a relaxed and imaginative group. When Wesley Brooks was recently hired, instead of a paper application, cover letter or resume, he describes turning in a collection of themed cupcakes, each based on a book he’d loved. “There was the Fear And Loathing cupcake, filled with ‘drugs,’ The Road cupcake, which was gray and ashy... I always think of things so literally.” But this kind of submission is far from rare - it’s actually encouraged. Lili Torres, a frequent visitor to Dusty and an employee of an affiliated store explains her experiences: “It’s incomparable. It’s like a family... There’s tons of respect, amazing hours. I mean, we have a snack bar.” This is all part of

an understood language, the tongue of Dusty, where ingenuity is rewarded alongside studious fulfilment of daily chores. But the interesting thing is this seems to be a common language, spoken in many small, locally-owned establishments. There’s a lot to be said about cultivating that type of environment. It goes beyond insuring recurring business. Sure, it’s a common

understanding that it’s easier, cheaper and better to keep an existing customer than to make a new one. And all businesses, local or not, try to do this through some kind of relationship building using marketing, advertisements, commercials, door greeters, etc. But unfortunately, many of these relationships are one way - the sellers only want to know about customers superficially, demographically, so that they can more easily convince them to spend more money. But nothing about Monty Williamson is hollow. Jovial, knowledgeable, and slightly self-effacing when he feels like it, Monty has lived in Manhattan for fifty-nine years and been in the workforce since he was in the sixth grade (earning five dollars a week for sixty hours’ work some summers). He inherited an electrical contracting company from his father, decades ago and now he works with his own son as well. Though a bit older than when he worked on his grandfather’s farm, his work ethic is still intact; he still oversees two local businesses of

his own, ManKan Electrical Supply and Safe Storage, in addition to trading stocks online and traveling when he can with his wife, Karen. But Monty did his time in the corporate grindhouse as well, figuring out if that kind of life was right for him. Monty went to work for a division of General Motors right after he graduated college in January of 1965, and made up

his mind after only a year on the job. “You had to play the game all the time. You had to suit up, show up...You can no longer get out. And that was one of the things I liked, was being able to work with the tools.” And there’s really no mistaking how he closed that chapter: “When I left Indiana in December of ‘65, I burned every tie I owned.” After all the time he’s spent as an owner, as a contractor, as a bluecollar man of the people, Monty still has one basic principle, “The main thing is take care of the customer... as a rule, if I didn’t feel like that I could do them the best job they could get, then I’d send them someplace else. I’d just tell them I can’t do it... Trying to sell the shuck & jive doesn’t work.” To be honest, there’s not many businesses, large or small, that would allow that kind of bald honesty anymore. Fewer and fewer stories involve people like Monty behind a nice desk and a leather chair, being to the point and forthright. More and more news stories fea-

ture little boys and girls running around in suits too big for them, telling fibs and whoppers and trying to catch as many flies as they can with honey made from vinegar. So why did the honey matter? It is sweet, it is useful, it is nutritious. But honey is also medicine. It can actually help to heal. A little science to explain: as honey comes from the nectar of flowering plants, local honey is sourced from local plants, sometimes plants that can cause allergic reactions. If consumed regularly, the compounds in it become familiar to the body and prolonged consumption can stop triggering allergic reactions and in some cases even reverse sensitivities altogether. In short, sticking with local honey makes the consumer better connected to their world and ultimately less irritated, drippy and reactionary. After a while, we stopped having so much honey and started eating more white sugar. During most of my childhood, I never had any allergies. Now I know for sure I have at least three and some days I can’t even go outside without my eyes turning red and my nose leaking like a busted faucet. My diet altogether is generally worse, even though it’s much more convenient and significantly cheaper than it was before, when my veins ran gold and I had flowers in my blood. There are a lot of similarities between bees and their honey, and Manhattan and their locallyowned businesses. Both rely on a community of individuals mutually benefiting from working together. Both have their place in a larger structure of relationships that enable growth. Both produce wonderful things that can enrich the lives of whomever consumes them, and both can get dangerously close to disappearing entirely without the support of their local consumers. - September 1, 2011 - 5

thursday 1

5:30pm- Friday Light Night Ride @ Big Poppi Bicycle Co. in Aggieville

9:00am-5:00pm- Working Together @ Mark A. Chapman Gallery, Willard Hall, KSU campus

Meet at Big Poppi Bicycle Co. Ride out to the river trails together. Ride back to Big Poppi’s as a group.REMEMBER TO BRING YOUR LIGHTS!!!

Art exhibit of sculptures and drawings by artists Roger F. Blakley and Cecilia Allen. Free and open to the public. Runs through September 2nd, 2011.

6:00pm- Purple Power Play on Poyntz @ 3rd and Poyntz

10:00am-6:00pm- ab-’strakt @ Strecker-Nelson Gallery on Poyntz

6pm-Catch Amy, 6:40pm K-State Tap Dance Ensemble, 7pm- Three of a Kind, 8:10pm K-State Pep Rally(ft. Coach Frank Martin) Sundown- Intrust Bank Pyrotechnic Fireworks Display

An exhibit of “abstract” paintings by Kansas artists. Also on exhibit are blown glass, sculpture, and photographs, and Kansas landscape and figurative paintings. Runs through September 17th, 2011.

7:00pm- Tallgrass Firkin Friday @ Auntie Mae’s Parlor

10:00am- Lines Traveling Through Space: Ghosts and Shadows @ Beach Museum on the K-State Campus Sculpture exhibit created by Tal Str open for a free viewing by the public. Runs through October 11th, 2011.

10:00am-Makers Framed: Photographs by George Kren @ Beach Museum on K-State Campus Our own Manhattanite George Kren’s photographic exhibit, free to the public. Runs through October 16th, 2011.

5:00pm- Manhattan Area Photographers Exhibit @ Manhattan Arts Center

Opening reception for the MAC exhibit of Manhattan Area Photographers

6:00pm- Purple Power Play on Poyntz @ 3rd and Poyntz 6pm- MHS Pop Choir, 6:30pm- Bates Dance Studio, 7pm-Red State Blues Band, 8:10pm K-State Pep Rally(ft. Coach Bill Snyder).

10:00pm- Bart Crow Band in Concert @ Longhorns Saloon Live Country Rock music, Tickets are $10 in advance, $12 at the door.

10:00pm- House Night @ The Kathouse Lounge House Night, EVERY THURSDAY @10pm. $1.50 Rolling Rock Drafts, $1.50 wells or $3 BIG KATS (25oz well) and $3 bombs!!

friday 2 10:00am- Varney’s K-State University Volleyball Invitational @ Ahearn Gym on KSU Campus Idaho vs. BYU 10:00 a.m. CT, KSU vs. Georgia Southern 12:30 p.m. CT, BYU vs. Georgia Southern 5:00 p.m. CT, KSU vs. Idaho 7:30 p.m. CT

5:30pm- Beginner’s Mountain Bike Ride @ Big Poppi Bicycle Co. in Aggieville Meet at Big Poppi Bicycle Co. Ride out to the river trails together via linear trail. Ride 1-2 laps. Ride back to Big Poppi’s as a group.

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Tallgrass Brewery will be tapping a local-honey infused, one-of-a-kind Oktoberfest keg at 7pm and it will be served until it’s empty.

8:00pm- Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides @ Forum Hall, K-State Student Union Admission $2. Sponsored by the Union Program Council.

10:00pm- Old School Video Mix w/ DJ Pizzle @ Bobby T’s Music video dance party at Bobby T’s every Friday night!

10:00pm- Three of a Kind in Concert @ O’Malley’s Alley Free Admission! A trio to be reckoned with playing hits from the 60’s, 70’s and 80’s!

saturday 3 8:00am-1:00pm- Manhattan Downtown Farmers’ Market @ 5th and Humboldt Seasonal Produce, Fresh Flowers, Fresh Eggs, Local Artists, Honey, Bison, Beef, Gardening Ideas, Cookies, Pies, Miffins, Bread, Crafts, Pottery.

9:00am- Linear Historical Lifestyle Bicycle Ride @ Flint Hills Area Bike Club Join Big Poppi Bicycle Co and the Flint Hills Area Bike Club each Saturday morning for a casual ride on Linear Trail while learning interesting historical facts about Manhattan, KS. All bicycles are welcome. Meet at Big Poppi Bicycle Co.

11:00am- Varney’s Kansas State Invitational @ Ahearn Gym on KSU Campus Georgia Southern vs. Idaho 11:00 a.m. CT KSU vs. BYU 1:00 p.m. CT

6:00pm- K-State Football vs Eastern Kentucky @ Bill Snyder Family Stadium For Tickets: K-State Athletic Ticket Office.1-800-221-CATS 785-532-7606. Go Cats!

8:00pm- Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides @ Forum Hall, K-State Student Union Admission $2. Sponsored by the Union Program Council.

10:00pm- Riot on the Roxxx with Shawn Rock @ Pat’s Blue Ribbon Free Admission! Come party as Shawn Rock dishes out her signature brand of AWESOME.

tuesday 6 9:30am-5:00pm- WildCat Week @ Sunset Zoo Cost: 1/2 priced Zoo admission with a valid student/faculty college ID.

sunday 4

9:30am- Sing-a-Long with Mr. Steve @ Bluestem Bistro

9:30am-5:00pm- WildCat Week @ Sunset Zoo

If you want to bring your kids in for a fun activity, come to Bluestem Bistro in the meeting room as the manager, Mr. Steve, plays silly kid’s songs!

Cost: 1/2 priced Zoo admission with a valid student/faculty college ID

6:00pm- Gravel Road Ride @ Big Poppi Bicycle Co. in Aggieville

10:00am-6:00pm-Konza Reptile Breeders Expo @ Clarion Hotel- Regency Ballroom A buy, sell, trade, have fun, and learn about reptiles extravaganza!

2:00pm- The Columbian Theatre Presents Irish Dancing @The Columbian Theatre The Columbian Theatre, in Wamego, and the Foundation for Celtic Arts and Studies will present a free program of Irish dance and culture on Sunday, September 4, 2011 at 2:00 p.m. Doors open at 1:15pm.

4:30pm- Paul Miller Crappie Fishing @ Road Side Shelter in Tuttle Creek Cover

Paul Miller, Crappie Fisherman, will be at Road Side Shelter in Tuttle Creek Cove and will be doing a presentation on Crappie Fishing. He will go over basics of how to catch the best fish! 785-539-8511.

8:00pm- Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides @ Forum Hall, K-State Student Union Admission $2. Sponsored by the Union Program Council.

10:00pm-Video Dance Party w/ DJ Pizzle @ Bobby T’s Grill and Bar

Dance your pants off at Bobby T’s every Sunday night with DJ Pizzle’s Video Dance Party!

monday 5 Labor Day 9:30am-5:00pm- WildCat Week @ Sunset Zoo Cost: 1/2 priced Zoo admission with a valid student/faculty college ID

6:00pm- Bingo @ Bobby T’s Grill and Bar Not your grandma’s bingo parlor! Every Monday night at Bobby T’s!

6:30pm- Road Ride with K-State Cycling Club @ Big Poppi Bicycle Co. LEADER: K-State Cycling Club. DISTANCE: Mileage will vary from week to week. CONTACT: Jeff (Big Poppi Bikes) at 785-537-3737. Last ride of season is October 31, 2011.

Meet at Big Poppi Bicycle Co, head out on the ride as a group and ride for 15-30 miles, then return to the shop.

7:00pm- Riley County Police Department Presentation @ Room 213, K-State Student Union Free and open to all K-State students. Sponsored by the K-State Criminology Club.

8:00pm- Team Trivia @ Bobby T’s Grill and Bar Team Trivia @ Bobby T’s every Tuesday night!

10:00pm- Chappie in Concert @O’Malley’s Alley Free Admission! Come see one of Manhattan’s favorite’s, Chappie in concert on O’Malley’s Patio. Chappie’s musical styles include Motown, Rock’n’Roll and Soul.

wednesday 7 9:30am-5:00pm- WildCat Week @ Sunset Zoo Cost: 1/2 priced Zoo admission with a valid student/faculty college ID.

6:00pm-River Trail Mountain Bike Ride @ Big Poppi Bicycle Co. Meet at Big Poppi Bicycle Co. Ride out to the river trails together. Ride 2-3 laps. Ride back to Big Poppi’s as a group.

8:00pm- Auntie Mae’s Trivia Smackdown @ Auntie Mae’s Parlor Auntie Mae’s legendary Trivia Smackdown.

8:30pm- Karaoke Video Show w/ DJ Pizzle @ Bobby T’s Grill and Bar Karaoke with DJ Pizzle every Wednesday night.

9:00pm- Casey Donahew Band in Concert @ Longhorns Saloon

Free Admission! An emerging awesome sound topping Red Dirt radio charts. - September 1, 2011 - 7

The Hype

3 Asians & a Movie

“Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark”

is a remake of the 1973 ABC made for TV horror film directed by John Newland. The current version is directed by Troy Nixey with Guillermo del Toro as the producer. The plot revolves around a little girl named Sally (Bailee Madison) that is sent to live with her father Alex (Guy Pearce) and his new girlfriend Kim (Katie Holmes) in which she discovers creatures in her new home who want to claim her as one of their own.

Mr. Kim: In my opinion movies like this one are reasons why they should leave the originals alone. Some of the positives of the film are that Bailee Madison delivers a great performance as the child and there is a dark environment presented throughout the film. The film also has some pretty gruesome scenes and there are some good CGI creature images. The negative is that the film fails to deliver on the horror aspect. You pretty much wait for that scary moment that makes you jump but it never comes. I will say that this was more of a suspense film than horror and if failed to keep my attention at certain moments. In conclusion I would say that if you’re a big fan of Guillermo del Toro then go see it in the theatre; if not then save your money and wait till it comes out on DVD. Amy: I liked the fact that for a good majority of the film I felt the suspense. However, as soon as I saw the creatures I was immediately over it. As a scary movie lover I wasn’t that impressed but I would maybe recommend it to sci-fi scary movie lovers. Personally, I don’t think I would pay to see this movie in theaters, but it might be worth the rental. Definitely worth the one time watch at the very least. George: If you like horror/suspense movies that are more suspense than horror, then Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark is a good movie for you. The acting is good, the story line is believable and the pace is acceptable. Is it worth $10? Probably not, but it is hardly a waste of $10 either.

YourBrainonHogs: Anthrax’s “I’mtheMan” By: Aaron Abbott

I’m old … and thus predate many things people today take for granted -things like rap metal. In the before time, kids, the long long ago, there was no rap metal, and the world was a sadder place. I mean, I’m thankful the soundtrack to my life doesn’t solely consist of Limp Bizkit albums, but I can’t say that I don’t enjoy some rap metal. It’s been a long summer for me and I was thinking about the good, old days when everything was new and shiny. So-called “alternative” was still underground, most honkeys didn’t listen to rap and it wasn’t as much about bling as it was about being heard and telling your story. Suffice it to say, I was feeling a bit nostalgic when I went for my weekly dose at Sisters of Sound in Aggieville. I picked up such classics as Tone Loc’s “Loc’d After Dark,” the Misfits’ “Static Age,” but the record that really made me happy, and which I shall review here, is Anthrax’s “I’m The Man.” Where would we be without “I’m The Man?” The influence the EP had on the music scene cannot be understated. Without that first salvo in the rap metal genre, Ice-T wouldn’t have formed Bodycount, Fred Durst would just be a douche bag with a goatee, and there would probably be fewer Korn albums. I’d love a world in which Korn would have ended up playing Doors covers at a dive bar in Bakersfield without the influence of “I’m The Man,” but then again I like to imagine quite a few things that would make Korn suffer … suffer as I have suffered. As we all have suffered while being forced to listen to “Freak On A Leash” a number of times. The EP contains six songs: “I’m The Man” (Censored Radio Version), “I’m The Man” (DEF Uncensored Version), “Sabbath Bloody Sabbath” (a Black Sabbath cover), “I’m The Man - Live” (Extremely DEF Ill Uncensored Version), “Caught In A Mosh - Live” and “I Am The Law - Live.” “I’m The Man” begins with the unmistakable scream of deceased comedian Sam Kinison, then begins the drum beat, random samples and noises from the band. The music is almost grating; harsh, heavy guitar playing the melody from “Hava Nagila” which, if you don’t know, is a Hebrew folk song. The first two versions of “I’m The Man” on side A are the same except the censored radio version replaces curse words and offensive innuendo with goofy sound effects. Essentially, the premise of the song is that one of the members can’t get the words right, to hilarious effect. As a fan of toilet humor, I’m still amused when someone rhymes “smell my anal vapor” with “toilet paper.” The Black Sabbath cover following on side A is flawless. Their cover seems to have more gravity than Sabbath, with a thrashier, more classic Anthrax-like feel, yet still somehow faithful to the original. If Sabbath’s version is black matter, Anthrax’s is a black hole. Side B is a little more uneven than side A. The live version of “I’m The Man” is OK. I don’t like live tracks much, but this one is at least listenable and you can feel the energy and stage presence the band has. “Caught In A Mosh” and “I Am The Law” are passable, though the fact that “I Am The Law” is about the comic book character Judge Dredd does score it some points with me.

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If you’re a fan of good metal or ‘80s rap, “I’m The Man” is definitely something to pick up. It’s fun, sounds great and has plenty of energy. If you’re a fan of current rap metal or “nü-metal” you may want to give “I’m The Man” a listen just to hear what inspired the bands that inspired the bands you listen to now. Really, whether you listen to rock, metal, rap, hip hop or Hebrew folk songs, “I’m The Man” is for you and yours. This is your brain on Hogs.

The Hype

Lazy Art Review By: The Hypster

The Manhattan Arts Center is holding a photography exhibit until September 3. The Hype stumbled across it last weekend during intermission at a play ("Betrayal," sorry you missed it!). There were majestic eagles, majestic cliffs, majestic prairie vistas. There were butterflies. Flowers. Close-ups of flowers. Extreme close-ups of flowers. But I wasn't feeling any of those. I was feeling this. Bam. Let's get it out of the way: the thing about this photo is that the Lady Holding The Parasol is ferociously cute. The other thing about this photo is that because I am a complicated sort of fellow, I hate all the things that I love. And I see the Lady Holding [Kim Belanger, "The Artist's Parasol"] The Parasol with her wide gentle smile, her coy brown eyes gesturing toward the light; I see the underside of her parasol with its sparse, tasteful butterflies and flowers, and it generates all these mixed feelings for me, you know? Her fingernails match her eyes. I feel creepy noticing things like that. I want to hate all of it; parasol, cape, eyes, hair, smile, and because I want to hate it, I end up loving it. Or maybe I end up hating it because I want to love it. Or maybe I love it and hate myself. Maybe that is what Ladies with Parasols do: they make you hate yourself. I want this picture so much though.

[Ali Mocabee, "Magic Field"]

The thing about photography is the realism. And what could be more realistic than a winsome child with curly tresses playing in a field of wildflowers? Why, the last time I found myself wandering through a wildflowery meadow on a pleasant afternoon, bleakly wondering whether I was alive or dead, ever and anon I spotted, in the sunny distance, what else but a winsome child with curly tresses. And what was she doing? She was playing in the meadow, naturally. And I knew that was the real deal. So here, now in "Magic Field" we se the entire truth. Timeless. Transient. Floral. While I don't know much about photography, I am reasonably sure I would buy a picture of skeletons lying in the dust with different sets of teeth arranged below the skulls to look like necklaces, especially if it would finally convince people that I am cool. I've never been into skeletons per se, I once read in a book somewhere that I have one and I suspect people I know have them too, but that's been the extent of my interest. This photo, it has a certain unpolished, immediate quality to it, and owning it would suggest that I had been there or was otherwise more familiar with the environs than simply having bought a photo of it at the MAC for fifty bucks. And that is cool, isn't it?

[Marcelo Sabates, "Antropomaquia"]

Realism is still the thing. Because moments like this actually do happen to me, all the time, on my computer. Some days the moment takes place right as the tide recedes beautifully into the sand. Sometimes the moment is a trip-and-fall and auspicious landing between two hunks. Of driftwood.

[Kim Belanger, “Descending Into Dreamland” ]

The thing about descending into dreamland is that you don't descend into dreamland; you descend into hell, and that brooding ginger kid in the Charlie Brown t-shirt is not the Sandman.

Sometimes the moment is grey skies over a field of tall grass, with nothing but a tattoo to remind me that in the end, everything is going to be okay.

He's the devil. That said, the path to hell looks quite pretty at this angle. For one, I am always a fan of intense blue juxtaposed with intense green in most any artwork. Here, especially, it makes Dreamhell? Hellland? Out to be soothing, in a really fun-looking sort of way. Also, you just stare at all those grids, each swirling and coalescing to reveal and destroy the layers above and below it.

[Terry Szel, “Jilly”] - September 1, 2011 - 9

The Vasty Deep: New Songs by The Heat Index

The Bump

By: Dan Hornsby

Geek Weekly By Caleb Jennison

“So Caleb,” you ask as our eyes meet briefly over a cold beer at your favorite

bar, or perhaps over a candle-lit dinner with an Italian opera playing softly in the background, but more than likely while hunched over your Magic: The Gathering deck, leaning on the Warhammer Gaming table.“You have the entire gaming world at your disposal. Why are you writing about Cheap Steam Games?” And I answer as suavely as you'd expect from anyone who has devoted as much of their life to nerd-dom as I have: because Steam is free and available to anyone with a computer. Never fear -- I may, one day, review some XBLA games for you Xbox geeks as well. You PSN nerds? Well, someone’s going to have to loan me a PS3.

Conjuring images with pure sound is no easy task. Musicians, like Glendower in “Henry IV,” can claim to summon spirits, but will they come when you call for them? For many instrumental bands, this can be the test that sets songs apart, separating the Hals from the Falstaffs. The Heat Index is a band capable of such conjuring. This summer, the band released three new songs under the production of Chase Horseman (who has previously worked with The Vowls and The Low End, of which I am a part). These three songs capture The Heat Index shifting from movements, melodies, and rhythms of post-rock (akin to Tortoise and Don Caballero), to moments of garage-iness reminiscent of their late-eighties indie forbears (including Sonic Youth and Dinosaur Jr.). While the playing leaves little to be desired in terms of ability, it is the composition—most notably the strength of Watts’ mathy guitar lines—that makes the songs improbably catchy (listen to the intro on “Cavesong”). Watts’ compositions are countered by Rogge’s nearly-hardcore drumming, which bring Watts’ licks to catharsis. This, coupled with the tension and release between noise and melody that lies at the center of these songs, defines The Heat Index’s sound ... at least from a technical standpoint. These tracks mine familiar territory for fans of math rock and post-rock, and together they offer surprising range. The final movement on “Horsehead” can only be described as pop in a song already full of instrumental ear worms, and the literal second wind of “Second Wind” gives the entire EP a sense of release. Despite the power of Watts’ palette to inexplicably summon your sadness, there is a contagious joy in the energy of these songs. These poles have the effects of late-night drives or early-morning walks, warping familiar places through different lights and colors. Throughout the recordings, Horseman’s production lends the tracks space and texture that is transportive, taking your ears to the underground bunkers, underwater caves, and Martian landscapes that the songs themselves already inhabit. As a producer, Horseman’s hand is felt in the occasional layering of guitars, a feat that The Heat Index, which consists of a single guitar, bass, and drums, has yet to present live. In this town, it is almost impossible to remove a band from the people in it. You are likely to know someone in the band if you are seeing their show. That being said, these three songs stand on their own, removed from what you may know about the members of The Heat Index (be it Watts’ skill in soil assessment, Ethan’s affinity for skinny ties, or Rogge’s knowledge of comic books). For now, the songs are available to stream on the band’s Facebook page, and physical copies will be available in the next few weeks. In the meantime, if you get the chance to see them live, do it. You will find yourself surrounded by people moving their bodies to exciting music summoned from the vasty deep. Check out these songs by The Heat Index on under the music section.

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The obvious next question would then be, why focus on only the 10-dollar-or-less games, when Steam has a world of games to be explored? Three reasons: 1- the cheap games aren’t very demanding CPU-wise, chances are you can still run it on your 7-year-old POS. 2 - Cheap games are generally pretty friendly to casual gamers. Unlike, say, StarCraft 2, where you have to devote six hours a night to gaming and abandon all hope of any social life, these games are designed to be picked up and enjoyed at a moments notice. 3- Let's face it: we're all broke. Considering some of these Steam games will cost you the equivalent of two vending-machine sodas, hardly anyone reading The Hype can claim money as an excuse to avoid these games. So let's get to it then, shall we? “Cogs” If you were never into Tetris as a child, you should probably turn the page right now. Considering even you non-geeks loved Tetris, I'm assuing you're all still with me, so let's continue. Today we're talking about a puzzle game called Cogs. The concept behind this game turned me off at first -- it's a tile sliding game. You know the little plastic toy your grandma had in her game closet, the one consisting of 16 plastic tiles that you tried to slide into a picture? That's the basis for Cogs. The twist is, you're not forming pictures; you're solving actual puzzles. The tiles are occupied by steampipes, gears of varying ratios or bells that you have to ring in a certain sequence. Some levels include steam of differing colors that must be combined to produce a steam of a third color to solve the puzzle. Some levels require changing a rotating propeller through differing gear ratios to launch the puzzle into the sky. Did I mention that the puzzle is 3D? So unlike your grandma's sticky plastic slider, these puzzles wrap around the shape of a cube, a cylinder, or are (this the worst part) two-sided. So now imagine that you're trying to solve your old plastic tile-slider, but every time you move the tiles, you screw up all the progress you've made on the opposite side of the puzzle. (I'm not making this sound very fun, am I?) Well it is. Deal with it. Challenging, perhaps. You may even say-mind bending by the time you've spent over half an hour on the last level, but there's a certain appeal to forcing your brain to wrap itself around the game's unique system. Does the game have replay value? Not for me, I don't think. Each level of the game functions as a puzzle to be solved, and once it is solved, put away. I'm not a big fan of solving the same puzzles repeatedly. If you're anything like me, beating the final level may be the last you'll ever touch the game.

The Verdict Ringing in at $9.99, Cogs is the most expensive game I can safely review in my "Cheap Steam" series. It's a little more than pocket change, but only by a little bit. Hell, let's be honest: you spent just as much on your last 12 pack of Natty Light (and THAT is as skank-ass cheap you can get). I would recommend this game for anyone who has ever enjoyed puzzle games. I'd doubly recommend this game to anyone who, at one point in their life, enjoyed puzzles, but hasn't touched one in years. Puzzle games are generally a good way to keep your mind active without overtaxing it. The challenges in Cogs were well thought out and often deceptively difficult -- but that "ah-ha!" moment is always worth it.

The good bits

StereoScopes (Because Horroscopes are Just Fake)

Nerd: A perfect opportunity to go outside will present itself to you this week, so put down your Dune book and embrace the non-artificial light. This chance will occur due to many of your favorite SyFy shows being currently in their off-season (sports metaphor) and your hard drive partitioning. Use this time to ask the nice Cylon girl next door out for dinner at your favorite dive bar or your mom’s house. Ignoring this advice will only find you sitting on your couch again this weekend, surrounded by your unwashed roommates, arguing over which Star Trek is the best, just saying. Your luckiest dice this week are your d6, plan for your gaming accordingly. Hick: Whatever you do, stop one High Life before you take the girl with the cute gap in her teeth home. It won’t be until tomorrow morning that you realize it's not a gap, they're simply not there. Shots are not a good choice for this week unless they involve some Jaeger or mention a piece of anatomy belonging to the opposite sex. Relax with some buddies at the bar and ask the bartender to play some Skynnard while you discuss the gov'ment and make eyes at the cute waitress. Of if you need an escape from the liberals, head for your favorite fishing hole. This week, you’ll have the best luck fishing with a Pistol Pete Spinner bait. Bro: Use this week to catch up with your bros you haven’t seen all summer. Hit your favorite bar and order a round of the usual on you. This will make you the man of the night and ensure that your first round is paid for during the next couple of nights out with the guys. Practice that shy smile and head nod that will have those woo girls giving you something to woo about. Your 'best chance at scoring' shot this week is SoCo, Amaretto and Lime. Woo!girl: Let your inner wild girl out this week and take your roommates up on their offer of Value Menu shots and Beyonce with the windows down. Much like the Australian Kookaburra, let your signature call loose and trade out your wedges for some cute cowboy boots and cutoffs, trading next-morning-sore feet for comfortable chic and something to point at when you tell that slob who won’t leave you alone , that these babies were made for walkin’. Your lucky colors this week are denim and pink, avoid rayon and as always, anything quiet. Hipster: Splurge and let yourself have that second piece of organic toast with your bubble tea. After all, you deserve it; you’ve waited long and hard for the new Lenny Kravitz single which finally graced you with its presence. Review your Vonnegut before going out this weekend as a cute girl in glasses and shaggy hair will most likely catch your eye, throwing you off your game. Practice some Zen early in the week by repeating a mantra to yourself describing why you like PBR, this will help you maintain control of weekend conversations with people who have never read Anthony Burgess. The song that will ensure your superiority over the radio headbobbers this week is Arcade Fire’s “Rebellion”. Indie Newspaper Creators: Prepare to be scoffed at, lauded, criticized and hugged...often all at the same time by the same person. Be careful not to leave anyone out of your “zine” even though you will and, in fact, must. Remember that it is impossible to please everyone all of time, and generally difficult to please anyone some of the time. Stock up on Five Hour Energys, patience, cigarettes and dollar bills to tip your curmudgeonly bartenders at Auntie Mae’s Parlor. Your lucky CMYK color this week is PANTONE 377 EC. Above all else, keep a level head and remember: "There's folly and foolhardiness on one side, daring and calculation on the other.”

The Talent

(Poets, Paints, Pics and Paragraphs) Raymond Carver Wanted Me to Tell You By Zachary Powell For my father... Ray wanted me to tell you I lost everything you gave me. Your sunglasses from the seventies, your pocketknife covered in grime from beneath your fingernails, the tool belt to hold objects that build. These are the things you gave me when you were laid underground. On that day, I rode drunk on tears and hill-jumping, threw bottles at road signs, and listened for their crash, a sound too faded by the cigar wind and gin laughter. I wanted to tell you of all the things I lost, and Ray said to do it. Like when I looked at constellations you showed me with long arms close to the sky, and your carpenter's breath, and the smell of wood in your beard. The names of each star cluster still vivid in my head, but the night sky is blank, blown out by these lights.

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So much is gone now. The crack of the bat, the sound of the hammer blow, the love of lightning in the distance, the laugh you made with family.

“My flipflop just melted while walking to class. You win again, global warming. You win again.”

I blacked out three times last week, and only movies make me cry now.

“Why was there never a book called, ‘If u give a drunk girl a piggy back ride’ when we were growing up? That would have been vital information that I could have used last night. I’m going to have to burn this shirt.”

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“You’re like Godzilla in Japan, baby, go to town!” “First week of classes and I’ve already skipped two. 4.0 delusion over.” “I just found out there’s already been a peeper and a flasher on KSU campus. Keep it in your pants, kids.”

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