Get out your best face paint and start practicing your “hungry for human brains” noises – it’s time for the Boston Zombie Walk. Join hundreds of other undead enthusiasts as they march through the streets wielding nerf guns, foam swords and other defensive devices. The route, marked with fake blood, begins at City Hall and continues throughout the government center area, ending at the Wild Rover pub. Some will be wearing full costume while others dress as survivors, or anything else related to the theme. Come bring the zombie apocalypse to life, or death. 1 City Hall Sq.; 6 – 11 p.m.; free; facebook.com/bostonzombiewalk.
Goodbyes are hard. That is one fact of life with which I’m slowly and begrudgingly coming to terms. Saying goodbye to my parents and Colorado friends every time I come back to Boston, saying goodbye to my Boston friends when I left to study abroad and saying goodbye to my study abroad friends when I went home are all goodbyes I don’t like thinking about.
With ethereal, electronic sounds, strobe lights, hipster glasses and tight pants, Neon Indian, who played at afterHOURS last week, is a rising star on the Indie music scene, according to Pitchfork, Rolling Stone and Spin.
Stubbornness always seems to screw us humans over. It’s stubbornness that causes our silly arguments to persist, and it’s stubbornness that causes helpful advice to fall on deaf ears. And let’s not forget one of the worst results of stubbornness: the United States Government shutdown.
Come experience an age-old Boston tradition and join the throngs of spectators at the Head of the Charles Regatta. Thousands of rowers will fill the Charles River as they compete in over 30 events for different age groups and skill levels. Get a great view from the popular spectating stretch between the Anderson and Weeks bridges, or move further down the river and skip the crowds. Enjoy food stands, merchandise vendors and a festive atmosphere as you cheer on your favorite competitors, including the men’s and women’s Northeastern rowing teams. It’s the most im-port-ant boating event of the year. Charles River, Cambridge; 8 a.m. – 5 p.m.; free; hocr.org.
The “Gravity” trailer, lacking a discernible plot, left viewers confused and a little unsure about the outcome of the newly released film starring Sandra Bullock and George Clooney.
Buttercup, a gigantic upside-down hair dryer on wheels, has been making her rounds of Boston’s college campuses. She’s advertising the expansion of Drybar, the hip Los Angeles-based hair styling chain, into Boston.
One of the greatest perks of going to school in Boston is the incredible range of nightlife the city has to offer. On a daily basis, the average college student has their choice of restaurants, movie theaters, comedy clubs, nightclubs and bars to visit.
With elephants and monkeys, roses and doomed lovers, Boston’s theater scene is back in full swing. The Huntington Theatre is presenting “The Jungle Book” which has been an absolute hit–so much so that the theater is extending the showing until Oct. 20. And with two interpretations of “Romeo and Juliet,” there is no lack of family struggle on stages this season.
Street music gets a whole new meaning at the HONK! music festival. More than 50 street bands from around the world will congregate in neighborhoods throughout Boston, performing diverse and dynamic numbers for the whole community. But this isn’t just any street festival. The musicians use everything from trombones to bike horns to their own bodies to create a completely original sound. Many groups also come bearing an activist message, using their music as a form of protest or to spread awareness for a variety of causes. The festival blurs the line between performers and audience, creating a united atmosphere that is inspiring, entertaining and above all, fun.
“Hello, my name is Maureen.” These words are some of the first I ever learned. Our own names, and the names of the people around us are the words that have so much meaning, but are something we never give a second thought about. But if we really think about it, there is possibly nothing more defining about a human than his or her name.
