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The Objective Truth
Laurentians love to say that we go to school in the middle of nowhere. We’re just about as far north as you can get before reaching our friendly Canadian neighbors. We’re surrounded by farmland, the Amish, empty space, and trees. Even while…
Java’s Musical Medley of Miscellany
Well, that’s another one for you. This past weekend was a double-header, featuring Great Blue on Thursday and Monogold and Root Shock on Saturday. This weekend was one of the more eclectic we have hosted at Java. Fortunately, the fanbase at…
Hayley Jane and the Primates Go Wild at Java
Java, you god damn jungle. The jungle of this Saturday contained more than the usual animalistic audience and feral fraternal families. No, this weekend the Java Jungle was visited by the notorious Hayley Jane and the primates who play…
This is the Dawning of the Age of Aqueous
Pretty lights, talk boxes, broken circuits, and a barrier blasting from the past. This past weekend was quite the time. This past weekend we were met with two ubiquitous names as far as Java history goes. On Thursday, we welcomed Mister F…
Wild Adriatic Brings Down the House
As their name implies, Wild Adriatic ensured a wild night this past Thursday. With wailing riffs and booming percussion, the Saratoga Springs natives put on a show Java patrons aren’t likely to forget. The three person ensemble was…
The Funk Lives On at Java
This past Thursday, we witnessed one of the most funkadelic nights we’ve had in a while here at the Java Barn. Trae Pierce and The T-Stones are a Miami-native band. They’ve been traveling around the North East for the past few months and…
FIRST JAVA IS A JAM
Jumping Jiminy! Well if these past two weeks didn’t just get this hoity-doity college boy grooving again. Java made a loud impression on the student body, first opening up the new season with the band West End Blend. Originally West…
Variations on a Theme: Start Making Sense, One Last Java, and the Road to Nowhere
By, Joey Duggan
Well, we know where we’re going. Some of us do, anyway.
But we don’t know where we’ve been. Has it really been four years? Is it really possible that the Java house hasn’t collapsed yet?
And we know what we’re…