‘I Say a Little Prayer’ for Aretha Franklin
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I realized quickly that her music did make me want to dance. What took longer to realize was that it could also make me want to cry.
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Florence and the Machine’s ‘High as Hope’ ruminates on love, loss
Florence and the Machine’s new album High As Hope relies primarily on Florence Welch’s vocalization, so even though the album has been described as a more stripped-down version of her sound, the effect is still incredibly rich.
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Learning through heartbreak
Off the Beat
I think, in many ways, being in love is a lot like being in college. It is, without a doubt, beautiful, full of opportunities and an experience no one will ever forget. At the same time (and this is what movies and relatives don’t tell you about college or love), they will also cause you more pain than you can imagine.
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First food, then everything else
That’s right, we at the Clog are here to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Food comes first. So let’s grub!
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Valentines Day’s texts for your exes
St. Valentine’s Day. For some, this is a day filled with romantic love, fine chocolate, blissful tears of joy and anything but saint-like behaviors. For others, such as us as the Clog, V-Day will be an alarming day filled with drinking, sobbing, over-eating and, most significantly, reaching out to our
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Your love is my (unsolicited) drug
I met my first love during Dead Week. Or, at least I thought I did. Over Thanksgiving break, inspired by a breakup that left me morose and in a creative funk, I created an OkCupid account. I wasn’t sure about how I felt about this app, which I had unceremoniously
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Fiction: Comfort Food
Flora sat at a window booth in a 24-hour diner and sipped her coffee, inhaling the rich aroma and trying not to let the liquid burn her tongue. She perused the menu in front of her. It made a lot of promises. Hashbrowns, best in town. Belgian waffles, big as
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Confessions of a hopeless romantic
Students’ names have been changed or withheld in order to protect their privacy. Love struck unexpectedly during my freshman year of college. As I waited in line outside of my dorm to receive my room number on the first day of school, I felt a tap on my shoulder. It
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