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I love a good jukebox. The music changes, the prices get higher, records are replaced by CDs are replaced by digital music, but my love remains. This feature is designed to shed some light on Wichita’s best jukeboxes.
Jukebox #2- Jimmie’s Diner, located at 3111 N. Rock Rd.
The affection I feel for this jukebox does not come from an overwhelming love of music from the ’50s and ’60s. This is a case of pure nostalgia, but that’s not to say that this isn’t a good jukebox in its own right.
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Cheering fans, colored lights and rock music. This was the scene of my Friday night, not at the Cotillion or the Coliseum, but in the basement of Senseney Music. What brought me there was the first ever performance by the students of the Adult Rock Band class.
Walking in, my expectations were immediately exceeded. There was a pretty large crowd and there seemed to be a lot of excitement. I took a seat in the front row and waited for the show to begin.
Before I tell you about the performance, …
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I love a good jukebox. This feeling started early in my life, with the jukebox at the local Big Cheese Pizza in Park City back in the ’80s/early ’90s. I would save up my quarters and jump at the chance to feed them to that wonderful machine, waiting eagerly to hear the latest New Kids or Paula Abdul hit.
The music changes, the prices get higher, records are replaced by CDs are replaced by digital music, but the love remains. This feature is designed to shed some light some of Wichita’s …
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Drink: Boba Milk Tea
Price: $3.17 for a small tea (with tax)
It was pure curiosity that drew me to Boba Zone (2240 N. Rock Rd. #106). I wasn’t totally sure I wanted to try their milk tea because of the conflicting reviews I’ve heard from friends:
“You’ll hate it!”
“You’ll love it!”
“It will horrify you!”
“It will change your life.”
However, because I’ve long been fascinated with finding out just what exactly those things are that float around in the bottom of the tea, I decided to give it a shot. Turns out, those things …
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In high school, I loved pop music. Hanson, the Spice Girls, Backstreet Boys: it was a rich time for bubblegum. I enjoyed it so much that my tastes didn’t stray much from Top 40 through college and a couple of years after.
I still love a good pop song, but at a certain point, they stopped satisfying my musical needs. Friends gave me some album recommendations and I found some for myself, but I felt stuck. Then, a wonderful thing happened. My dear friend, Sarah, bought me a Christmas present: a …







