I arrived to a half filled Black Cat last night, unsure what to expect from Danish superstars Mew. Their album, And The Glass Handed Kites, was one of the most interesting albums I heard last year, their fey yet bruising style of jangle prog a combination of Jeff Buckley’s tenderest falsetto moments and the whiplash of Bloc Party’s best Wedding Present imitation in one album that sequences connecting songs to great effect. However, the…

Now that it’s Tuesday and we’ve all officially recovered from our homecoming hangovers, we thought we’d take a little time out to recap some of the weekend’s most memorable moments from Howard Homecoming and Colonials Weekend at GW. Make sure to add your experiences in the comments so we can all bask in the wistful reverie of college days gone past. Except for the first half of sophomore year when we lived with that girl…