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This is the Dawning of the Age of Aqueous
Pretty lights, talk boxes, broken circuits, and a barrier blasting from the past. This past weekend was quite the time. This past weekend we were met with two ubiquitous names as far as Java history goes. On Thursday, we welcomed Mister F…
Wild Adriatic Brings Down the House
As their name implies, Wild Adriatic ensured a wild night this past Thursday. With wailing riffs and booming percussion, the Saratoga Springs natives put on a show Java patrons aren’t likely to forget. The three person ensemble was…
The Funk Lives On at Java
This past Thursday, we witnessed one of the most funkadelic nights we’ve had in a while here at the Java Barn. Trae Pierce and The T-Stones are a Miami-native band. They’ve been traveling around the North East for the past few months and…
FIRST JAVA IS A JAM
Jumping Jiminy! Well if these past two weeks didn’t just get this hoity-doity college boy grooving again. Java made a loud impression on the student body, first opening up the new season with the band West End Blend. Originally West…
Variations on a Theme: Start Making Sense, One Last Java, and the Road to Nowhere
By, Joey Duggan
Well, we know where we’re going. Some of us do, anyway.
But we don’t know where we’ve been. Has it really been four years? Is it really possible that the Java house hasn’t collapsed yet?
And we know what we’re…
The Forecast Says It’s Funky from Here on Out
By, Joey Duggan
The bikes are back on the paths, the shorts and sundresses are flying off the racks, and the sun’s unpacking its bags: it's April, and the little Java flowers have started peeking their little heads through the topsoil.…
The Years Go by, but the Funk Isn’t Going Nowhere
Photo via University Communications
We have had some funky weather over the past few weeks, and I do not mean the freezing rain. Another kind of front has rolled back in: Java has been taking the New Year by storm.
The beans have been…
Billy’s Midsemester Java Happenings Recap
Photo via Will Mayer
Come forth, creatures of the night; lend me your eyes. To the raucous revivalists of revelry, I speak to you now. Avert your gaze from the security blotter, and let us take a moment to reflect. Few amongst St.…