Villa Cola is a London-based band with a new wave sound. Composed of Paul Bateman (bass), Rayna Dube (vocals), and Alex Watson (drums), their vibe is reminiscent of Blondie and New order with a modern electronic twist. In other words: these guys are pretty much the bee’s knees. Or as the Brits would say, the dog’s bollocks.

She is a devout Muslim girl with a twist. She covers her hair with the traditional hijab, but does so with a flair that any westerner would envy. Color-coordinated and designer labeled, each outfit of hers is bright, colorful and classy, a far cry from the stereotypically demure Muslim woman imprisoned beneath her clothes.

Girls are like – “Finally! This is exactly how my friends and I talk! We don’t want boyfriends. We want sex” and guys are like – “Really? Girls actually talk like this?! Can I take notes?”

I am going to let you in on the biggest secret of all: in the end, men are not opposed to settling down. Au contraire, sweet lady. Even if men try to deny it, all we really want is to find someone to lay in bed with while watching Paul Rudd movies. It’s the new American Dream.

SeriousStache is excited to announce the beginning of a fashion blog, dedicated to highlighting this season’s trends, styles and directions. Each week we will feature locals from around town with interesting looks, style how-to’s, and affordable ways to dress yourself so that you can keep up with the trends without resorting to street prostitution to pay off that credit card.

The inaugural, all-ages welcome “Waved Out” festival, presented by Aquarium Drunkard, kicks off at 3:00 p.m. at both the Echo and the Echoplex, running wild until 2:00 in the morning.

Amidst the pandemonium and the lingering scent of weed, Snoop sauntered onto the stage wearing a translucent do-rag, shades, and a sexual black Adidas track suit. There are a few things in life that can make me pee in my pants, and this moment was certainly one of them.

Part of the concept behind this magazine is that it will serve as a forum for friends and new readers, not only to debut their work but to critique and build upon it. Many of you have kindly and bravely submitted pieces–be it poetry, fiction, art, music, photography, etc. Each week I will debut a few new ones for your pleasure, opinions and discourse. This week we’ve got some poetry. Beautiful poetry.

[Izzy's] self-described “humanized forms of whatever I’m feeling,” view like a greatest hits compilation of the likes of Goya, Dali and Chagall, though she certainly maintains a vision and integrity all her own.

Now, there is absolutely nothing wrong with a diverse crowd and a fruity martini. But if you want H.Wood to be the Friday night hotspot for rich hipsters and the cast of the Hills, you have to deliver on your promises.