[caption id="" align="alignnone" width="737"][media-credit id=301 align="alignnone" width="737"][/media-credit] Ja Ronn Thompson leads the Gospel Gators choir practice during class in Jack Adams Hall Monday, Dec. 7, 2015. (Melissa Minton/ Xpress)[/caption]The large classroom echoes with the sound of students being welcomed into Jack Adams Hall, until they quiet
Draped in blazing colors of orange and red to match the Golden Gate Bridge behind them, a crowd of more than 200 people formed a human sign reading “100!” at Crissy Park Saturday in celebration of the National Park Service’s centennial anniversary. The group cheered
Browsing through the familiar blue-lined Facebook icon, I perused the daily newsfeed on my iPhone. There, I observed a new trend that was littered throughout the daily feed: dueling hashtags of #prayforparis and #dontprayforparis were scattered in the comment section of Pray for Paris's Facebook page,
The top 90’s hits bumped through a dimly lit bar as a face painter skillfully traced over student's faces. The Day-of-the-Dead-themed All Hands fundraiser dedicated the event to victims of Hurricane Katrina that devastated the Gulf Coast.
Loretta Lowe has been a lecturer at SF State teaching event
The repetitive thud of footsteps echoes throughout the cardio room in SF State’s Village Fitness Center. A group of girls run on the treadmill, all wearing the same grim expression on their face as they crank out 30 minutes of monotonous cardio.
When I enter the weight
Small beads of sweat gather on the forehead of sophomore Uwaila Aigbovo as she works on her weighted squats. Even though she is uncomfortable, Aigbovo said she would rather bear the heat of restricting attire than the uncomfortable male gaze while working out at the gym.
Twisting lines of blue ink wrap around a pale thigh to form dark waves. Further down the tattooed leg lurks a hammerhead shark, peeping almost coyly out from the bottom of a current. A black octopus is tucked in the safety of a shadow.
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The crinkle of a Nabisco snack draws my attention as I zero in on the woman sitting two desks across from me. My heart breaks as I hear her boast to her friend: “Look girl, I’m being healthy! It’s
Scattered around the room of SF State's percussion ensemble class, everyday objects are tapped and beaten to create musical cadence.
While traditional instruments, ranging from acoustic guitars to drums are used, unusual tools are scavenged by members of the class and repurposed.
One student slaps the palm of his hand with
“Where words fail, music speaks,” is the quote Sean Thompson, 22, lives by.
Thompson, an SF State music major with an emphasis in composition, said he was excited about his career in music, and is constantly pushing himself any chance he has to be a better