A Case Study of a Contemporary Singer-Songwriter

by Isabella W.

If the American Museum of Natural History featured an exhibition on the singer-songwriter it would likely feature a spotlight shining on a stage and a slouched man or woman with a guitar. You stare through the thick glass, adjusting your glasses to better see the simple clothes and shaggy hair of the creature. He or she is strumming a melancholy song about an ex-lover with a pad of scratch paper to the left. In the background of the exhibit room are coffee house knickknacks and a brewing pot of herbal tea. Audience members are posed, searching their pockets for a tip to throw into the guitar case at the base of the makeshift stage.  However, this scene is only the surface of what a singer-songwriter must be in the contemporary era. The exhibit must be modernized to include not only this typical coffee house performance, but a business that requires skill in music, technology, branding, and distinct creativity.

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6 Ways The ShinDig Is Hotter Than George Clooney

by Graham O.

It’s that time of year again. The Shindig, which has been around since, well, since forever, really, is upon us once again. There will be music! There will be eggs! There will be water guns! But most importantly, there will be yearbooks. Of course, this isn’t enough to entice everyone into attending (you smug elitists). Here are 6 reasons why you should come to the Shindig.

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The Beautiful Grounds of OES

by Peter B.


Every year, the beautiful cherry trees located near the bell tower begin to flower and blossom in the spring, and everyone marvels in their beauty. We stand next to it and use it as a backdrop for our ceremonies like MHCSD and our opening ceremony at the beginning of the year.

However, not everyone takes the time to appreciate their beauty, and their contributions to our campus while the trees are not blooming. Hopefully with this article, you will be more mindful while walking around our campus and also appreciate all the nature that we are blessed to be surrounded with.

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Genetic Engineering: Creating Babies with Three Parents

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Naomi Z.

What will the world look like in 50 years? Maybe we will travel in hovercrafts or bullet trains that can take us from New York City to Beijing in a mere couple of hours. Cell phones will be an archaic form of communication; instead we’ll have wristbands or Google glasses that can search for movie tickets, organize schedules, and even project holographic videos. Wealthy families will vacation on the moon. Schools will be conducted via tablets or laptops, where students can download video lectures specially tailored to their interests and specific ways of learning. We’ll have made enormous strides in the medical field. Long gone will be the days where people die from organ failure. Instead, artificial organs can be grown overnight, genetically engineered to be a perfect match. Couples will go through genetic counseling before having babies. For enough money, everything can be chosen, from eye color to athletic ability.

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“The most difficult challenge at this time is how to modernize our organization, adapting to changes of the 21st century. Technology outpaces our current thinking and people’s ideas outpace our way of working.” ­ Ban Ki Moon.

Vikul Gupta

Five million people die from diarrhea every year, and another five million die from pneumonia (Thomas “Technology”). One billion people drink dirty water, two billion do not have bathrooms, and three billion use campfires every day. Over one billion people are hungry, another one billion have less than one dollar, and three billion people have less than two dollars (Weiss, Forsythe, Coate, and Pease 257). Fortunately, some groups are working to improve these individuals’ living conditions. After e­mailing the head of one such organization, I found out that he was in Rwanda, but I could meet with the lab’s design and production engineer.

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The Superheroes of Portland, Oregon: the Organization that Fights to Liberate the Victims of Human Trafficking


Lexi P.

The hot, tropical air sticks to Dr. Cyndi Romine’s skin. She sits, exhausted, in the Philippine Police Department. Across the room, two terrified Filipino sisters sit with their mother, now safe in the stagnant air. Silhouettes of their captors, shadowed men with demon-red eyes and bruising hands, flash through their young eyes. Every particle in the small rundown office seems to rest on Romine’s shoulders as she stares at the wall, eyes red and glazed over from an hour of sleep and a lifetime of horrors to occupy her dreams. She kneels in front of the mother and nods to the girls, “Would they like anything to eat?” The mother smiles; words flow softly from her lips in thick accented English.

“Yes, you know, I think they’d like some chocolate ice cream.” Dr. Romine rocks back on her heels; soft simple words, only a breath, striking her as if from the mouth of a hurricane. White-hot pain floods deep in her chest and a knot forms in her throat. In that moment, nothing could ever seem more innocent and yet nothing so powerful.

“That is what they are made for. Kids are made for chocolate ice cream, not sex” (Romine, Cyndi).

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Becoming Gods

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“Your heart is a taiko. All people listen to a taiko rhythm, dontsuku-dontsuku, in their mother’s womb. It’s instinct to be drawn to taiko drumming.” — Daihachi Oguchi, widely regarded as the father of modern taiko (Associated Press)

Kate P.

Every Tuesday and Thursday night from 7:00 to 9:30, drumbeats pound across the desolate industrial zone of North Portland. Differently pitched beats weave in and out of each other in complex patterns, creating a full piece of music which, though it has no true melody or harmony, layers different rhythms to convey deep emotions. However, if the listener cares to do so, the music can be picked apart. It is not so hard to separate the deep growls of the ōdaiko (大太鼓) from the high, clear beats of the shime-daiko (締め太鼓); but then again, it is not so hard to relax and let the drumbeats blend into a thundering music that resonates through your chest. Follow the drumbeats through the cold, empty streets to their source, and you will find the studio of Portland Taiko — an award-winning group of performing taiko drummers.

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