Intermission's Declaration of Independence

By The Stanford Daily Staff
INTERMISSION| When in the Course of a newspaper’s events it becomes necessary for one section to dissolve the journalistic bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the written word, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of the Associated Press entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

VILE OPPRESSION ENDS - Welcome to the Golden Age of Volume 227

By Tam Vo and Sam Tanzer
INTERMISSION| We here at Intermission have endured the tyranny of The Stanford Daily for long enough. Shackled to our unwieldy folding chairs and the burden of proper journalistic practices, we had no choice but to fuck .

'Hitch' a ride to another movie, okay?

By Faris Mohiuddin
INTERMISSION| In the world of cinema, February marks a time when 1) Companies release leftover Holiday Movie Season crap and 2) New, but equally crappy Valentine’s Day romances come out in full force.

Beep Beep: Not your little brother's Beep Beep, if you know what we mean

By Drew Peterson
INTERMISSION| Beep Beep is smarter than the average Saddle Creek bear. The band is so unlike any other from the label that any notion I had of a “Saddle Creek sound” was crashed by their shockingly different style.

One more reason to keep your pants on

By Daisy Chung
INTERMISSION| “Nothing comes between me and my Calvins.” But when I’m wearing Paper Denim & Cloth, Yanuk, Earl Jean, or Citizens of Humanity, it’s a lot harder for me to stick to a single brand of pants.

Intermission interviews the indelible Kaki King

By Anastacia Junqueira-DeGarcia
INTERMISSION| Kaki King, mercurial and effervescent, played two sets a week ago at Café du Nord in San Francisco. At a feisty five foot zero, the 24-year-old solo artist hardly cuts an intimidating figure.

"Vagina" an experience everyone should have

By Jen Beichman
INTERMISSION| I’m having a crisis. For some reason, I agreed to review V-Week’s production of “The Vagina Monologues.” Tuesday night I saw a dress rehearsal, and now I’m stuck trying to write a review that doesn’t make me feel like I’m betraying my own vagina.

Ani secedes from mainstream music

By Bonnie Johnson
INTERMISSION| he Righteous Babe juggernaut rolls on in defiance of capitalism, patriarchy and major record labels, and its figurehead is back with her fourteenth full-length studio release.

Stanford Trailer Park...

By Neil Mukophadhyay
INTERMISSION| What’s a broke-ass college student to do when the price of a movie ticket hits $11?

Roxy says: give 'em the finger(s)

By Roxy Sass
INTERMISSION| When Roxy thinks of seceding she thinks of leaving “the man” behind and wearing hot camouflage pants. Let’s try some word association.