History of Homecoming

Nostalgia in the crisp fall air, marching bands, cheering with friends and family under the bright stadium lights – there’s nothing quite like homecoming celebrations.
If you’ve ever wondered where and when this great American tradition got started, the answer is a bit of a toss- up.

Three universities: Baylor, Southwestern, and Missouri are the founding frontrunners, all having planned and held their first “coming home” celebrations around 1910.

The University of Missouri and Coach Brewer are Officially sanctioned by the NCAA, Jeopardy! and Trivial Pursuit as the originator of homecoming, the University of Missouri is proud of their long-standing homecoming tradition. It was there in 1911 where Mizzou’s Athletic Director Chester Brewer asked alumni of the school to help inaugurate the new location of their football field by “coming home” to attend the annual game against the University of Kansas.

BUT- there are at least two collegiate homecoming celebrations predate the University of Missouri football game homecoming event: Southwestern University, in Georgetown, TX and Baylor University, in Waco, TX. By multiple historical accounts, Southwestern held the first homecoming on record on Wednesday, April 21, 1909 in San Gabriel Park. Former students raised funds, provided homes, prepared and served a barbecue supper, and decorated the town buildings while members of the senior class waited tables.

Despite the debate, these early homecoming events all had similar characteristics: a football game served as a center point; the events included rallies, parades, speeches and dances; the events intended to unite alumni and students to create a stronger sense of school pride; and they were wildly successful.

With over 100 years of homecoming celebrations in the history books, it’s safe to say that this tradition is just as successful as it was when it all began. No matter where it may have started…we’re glad its here to stay.

We are proud to offer some fantastic entertainment for homecoming participants

Sailesh, the Hypnotist

Nash Fung

Kid Ace



and more! 


We know that students who attend Welcome Week are more confident when they start classes because they have had time to meet friends, navigate campus and get settled. Welcome Week introduces and builds upon various communities on Campus.

From Music and Magic to Hypnosis and Comedy…having a great time is what brings people together to begin forging friendships and making memories that will last a lifetime.

See our guide to find the perfect Welcome Week entertainment to enhance your Orientation and Welcome Week experience!

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Fear, Pride, or Acceptance?

Because you are taking the time to read this, you’ve felt the pain of being judged.

No matter how many times you’ve told yourself that other people’s opinions about you do not signify who you are, at one time or another, you’ve allowed the hatred behind cruel words to slice you into an emotional wreckage. I understand your pain. I was fired from my position as the assistant national team coach, because I was vocal about my coach sexually harassing me. The response from the United States Team Handball Federation was that my coach couldn’t possibly sexually harass me, because I was a lesbian.

Inside the Office of Civil Rights litigation room, the Federation lawyers wounded me with their words, making certain I knew that if I continued the lawsuit against my coach that they would announce my sexual orientation to the media. Maybe that doesn’t sound so awful to you today, but in 1988 if you were a known homosexual, you would never be able to coach on a high school or college campus.

Coaching was my lifelong dream.

Parents of high school and college athletes thought that you would turn their child into a lesbian. Yep, I possessed a magic homosexual wand, which upon my incantations would “turn” young women into loving other women.


But the strange thing was that people once believed that I could!

They believed I was a horrible human being incapable of normal human emotions. We’ve come a long way since those days, yet LBGTQ people are still being judged for their sexual orientation. The moment we stop educating people about who we are—our connection to them and their human frailty—is the moment that the recognition and acceptance we have achieved will slide backwards.

There are still people who see us as dirty, sinners, scum of the earth, and sexual predators.

The reason they see the LGBTQ community this way is because they don’t know who we are. We are as diverse, complicated, soulful, and emotional as they are. We have families, values, jobs, friends, children, and feelings. Yes, we have feelings. People who don’t know us, judge us, because it is easier to judge from a distance. More than that, they have been taught that judging another human being is okay and even righteous. 

I was fired from my assistant national team coaching position in 1988, because I was courageous enough to stand up against the head coach who was sexually harassing me. BUT I wasn’t strong enough to remain in the lawsuit when I knew that my personal life would be exposed. Afraid of hatred, judgment, vengeance, and most of all, the fear of not being able to do what I loved the most—coaching—made me retract the lawsuit.

I am thankful for those noble LGBTQ people before me and behind me who had the strength to stand up for their rights, to walk holding hands in cities, malls, and restaurants, and who have advocated for the right to be recognized as marriage partners. When I was a teenager, there were no television characters who were gay. If an actor or singer was gay, they hid their personal lives. I had no role models to let me know that I was okay.

My father disowned me.

Friends abandoned me.

For two years the only way I could date a woman was to get drunk enough, so that I could blame my actions on alcohol.  

I was ashamed and embarrassed that I loved other women. I couldn’t even say the word, “lesbian.” The word sounded dirty to me. I thought about suicide. I held a gun under my chin with my finger on the trigger more than once. There are still young LGBTQ people out there who feel judged, hated, and wounded, and who turn to drugs, alcohol, or cutting, because they don’t know that they are okay. Some of those people will pull the trigger.

My prayer for us is that we continue to learn to love and accept ourselves so that we will not allow the judgment of the ignorant to determine our happiness or worthiness.

Coach Winn is a Two-Time Olympian and an Award-Winning Speaker and Author, who speaks on diversity, leadership, team building, and communication. Her diversity speech is titled: “From Tailspin to Olympian: A Made-For-TV Movie That Was My Real Life.” You can find her at www.CoachWinnSpeaks.com or contact Metropolis Management at 877-536-5374.

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Pop music standard “You Always Hurt the One You Love” has been performed by many artists over the years, each putting their own unique spin on the tone of the message. But when it comes down to it, far too often, the sentiment is unfortunately true. Many people do hurt the ones they love the most. But the question is why?

Here are several possible reasons for why the saying rings true:

  • We have much greater access to the ones we love. It’s more access than we do with our friends, neighbors, colleagues, and of course, strangers. Since we interact with them more often, and more intimately, it gives us additional opportunity—be it intentional or unintentional—to hurt them.
  • We know them well. Over time, as we’ve grown closer to them, we’ve been exposed to their strengths, weaknesses, opinions, victories, defeats, and political stances, and as such, we can say and do things we know will annoy, anger, agitate or disappoint them.
  • We know their hot buttons and how they will react when pushed. We know what words, actions, and experiences would hurt them the most, and we can decide whether or not to use that information against them.

So, how do we break the cycle?  By choosing to make purposeful decisions. By choosing to live with one heartbeat. By choosing to love, respect and admire the ones we love and care for instead inflicting pain or hurt upon them. It means we must exercise intentional self-control at the precise moment the choice faces us —to hurt, or not to hurt, and make no mistake it is a choice. The more we model this behavior for others, the more it will become the norm and possibly cause a change to the name of the song to, “We sometimes hurt the ones we love” because no one is perfect and mistakes will be made, even when we have the best of intentions.

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The Making of American Stand Up Comedy

The Making of American Stand Up Comedy

Laughter has been around as long as anyone can remember. While we can rely on laughter to continue to be part of everyday life, the things we find funny have gone through some major changes over the years. Stemming from the amphitheaters of ancient Greece where ironic and humorous stories and plays were created to speak about the realities of the time period without censorship. Sounds pretty familiar, right? Well, fast forward a bit to the 1800’s to a time where Americans were considered “as being of a dull and gloomy character” and “certainly not a humorous people”  as said by Charles Dickens (Gee, thanks a lot Chuck).

Early Americans did have humorists but the comedy of the time still relied heavily on lengthy stories and country life. It wasn’t until the turn of the century that the brand of comedy that the stand up comedian we know and love today was created. Historians trace the origins of stand up comedy to a very specific time and place: the Variety and Burlesque shows that flourished in New York City’s vaudeville theatres.

It was here that comedy started to catch up to the fast paced life of the growing cities.

Vaudeville performers refined their materials using basic setups and punchlines we recognize now a days. It is said that the first real stand up comedian was Charley Case, an African-American vaudeville performer. He was the first to break the mold and perform comedic monologues without the use of props or costumes (or pies in the face for that matter).

One notable joke from Charlie was a quick funny story in which Case and his brother Hank are sleeping in a bedroom with their father and they hear a noise downstairs.

“I think there’s a burglar loose in the house,” the father tells Hank.

“You should go down and find him.”

“I haven’t lost any burglars,” replied Hank. “Make Charley go down.”


And there you have it, the birth of American stand up comedian and the modern joke set up. We’ve come a long way from being labeled as dull and gloomy and from there created the most popularized form of comedy known around the globe. So it looks like we get the last laugh after all.

Like Comedy? We’ve got some cool comedians! http://metropolismanagement.com/talent/?cat=comedy

Black Music is American Music!

Just about every genre of music has, in some way, been touched and influenced by African-Americans. That’s why on June 7, 1979, President Jimmy Carter proclaimed the month of June as Black Music Month. First inducted 39 years ago today, it was created to recognize and celebrate the historical influence African-Americans have had on the music industry and is intended to pay homage to the many artists, writers, songs and albums that have shaped American pop culture and the inspiring musical moments that have brought citizens—white, black and every other skin color—together.

It was brought to life by Music-industry icon and radio personality Dyana Williams, along with her ex-husband, Kenny Gamble.

In an interview between The Root and Dyana Williams, she is quoted:

Gamble is the father of Black Music Month, and when we were a couple, we conceived the idea. Gamble established the Black Music Association, and one time he made a trip to Nashville[, Tenn.,] and observed the Country Music Association and how they had created an entire industry and city and made it known for being the capital of country music. Gamble was inspired by that idea. He was inspired by the unity of country artists and wanted to replicate that in the black community…

Gamble reached out to Clarence Avant, the godfather of black music, who has always had strong relationships with the major players. And through the efforts of Clarence Avant, through Jules Malamud, who was part of the BMA, they petitioned Jimmy Carter to host this reception.

Nothing like that had ever happened at the White House. Chuck Berry, Frankie Crocker, all of the who’s who in the music industry were there. It was a great day.

Dyanna later got a bill to the Senate floor in 2000 with the help of Congressman Chaka Fattah to make June officially nationally recognized as Black Music Month. Signed by President Clinton, It is now known as the African American Music Bill.

As we celebrate this June, Let’s acknowledge the foundation of artists that have shaped the sounds of our nation, as well as the current music makers and future generations who will continue to advance Black music.

All genres including Gospel, the Blues, Rock, Jazz, Rhythm and Blues, Hip-Hop, EDM, Pop and any hybrid forms of these genres are significantly American. Black music is American music! We should never forget that fact.” — Dyanna Williams

We honor the following musicians this month.

Ivy Roots

Kenneth “Xclusive” Paryo


Jason and Zaena


National DJ Month is a new contribution to the collection of monthly celebrations but it’s roots are much older than you think!

Believe it or not, the first disc jockey was an experiment on the airwaves. Waaaay back In 1909, sixteen-year-old Ray Newby was a student under the supervision of Charles “Doc” Herrold at Herrold College of Engineering and Wireless. He played the first records over the airwaves before the word disc jockey even existed!

This experiment from Garden City Bank Building in San Fernando, California (where the Herrold College was located) was soon being replicated by radio broadcasters across the country.  It wasn’t until 25 years later that radio commentator Walter Winchell coined the term disc jockey.

Today, contemporary DJs play music from vinyl to digital. Regardless of the medium they use, the term disc jockey still applies.

Hip-hop DJs became popular in the late 70s and 80s using multiple turntables and using the turntables themselves as an instrument to alter the music. Mobile DJs often act as the master of ceremonies at events or parties directing the evening’s activities.

And it doesn’t stop there!

DJs have become an integral part of the way we celebrate and have fun. From weddings and birthdays to the hottest night clubs, cruise ships and resorts – they are a staple in the “good times” department. Not to mention their innovative music creations and new experiences (“silent party”, anyone?) that keep us on our toes.

So give it up for the DJs. You can spell FUN without DJ but why would you want to?! They’re here to make special moments magical, parties rock, and experiences that you won’t soon forget!


Visit: http://metropolismanagement.com/talent/?cat=DJs-AND-DANCE-PARTIES


Life in a World Touring Band

Contributed by Daniel Freiburg

It is amazing to have the opportunity to tour nationally and internationally. A lot goes into organizing a good tour, so it is very rewarding to play the shows and connect with such unique audiences everywhere we go.

We’ve completed our second successful tour in Morocco recently, which we are very excited about. It took lots of planning and logistics, especially taking the language barrier into consideration, but the hard work certainly paid off. Morocco is so different from the USA in so many ways, but when we go there, we are reminded that music is a universal language that brings everybody together. No matter who you are, your body will move to good music, and our responsibility is to bring an energizing and memorable performance to all the audiences we play for.

We’ve also had the amazing opportunity to play in Brazil. Two of our band members are from there, and it was incredible to play in their home country. The crowds were extremely responsive and welcoming, and the experience was unforgettable.

As a band, we have a strong message of inclusion and always respecting other people’s unique differences. We believe that as long as you respect others, you can be free to do whatever you want. It brings us great joy to be able to spread that message in so many places around the world. It also gives us the opportunity to meet so many people with such distinct personalities. Fans end up becoming our friends in so many situations, and that just makes everything fall into place and make sense for us.

Tour life is not glorious all the time though. Even though lots of people think that show time is the only time of the day we really need to work, we would argue that it is the complete opposite. We see the show as the reward: a time to let go, forget everything, and just focus on connecting with the audience through the magic of music. Aside from having to carry lots gear around, sound checks, extensive drives and flights, and lots of planning for the group/tour managing, there are always problems that pop up along the way. We’ve had a van break down on us on the side of road for example, and had to be towed into our gig by a Triple A truck! Traveling a lot is tiring, and takes a hard toll on the body. Not to mention when you sleep little and move around a lot, your immune system doesn’t always hold up very well.

Through challenges, triumphs, sweat, and tears, we bring our best and most energetic show possible everywhere we go. We know that what we do is unique and requires a certain kind of personality, and we all think we fit right into the requirements. We absolutely love what we do every single day, and are thankful that the art we love so much takes us around the world and allows us to meet such incredible people. If you are reading this, I hope we will have the opportunity to hang out at an Added Color show very soon!!!

Learn More about Added Color: http://metropolismanagement.com/portfolio/added-color/


Six Words to Live By, Contributed by Nash Fung

“I’m proud to be an immigrant”, those six words and the following story are what I tell my audience in every show. It is because when I first immigrated to the USA, I was everything but proud of being an immigrant, being an outsider.

For 100 years, Hong Kong was a colonial state of The Great Britain, and yes, I grew up learning the proper “Queen’s English”, and no, it didn’t help my communication when I first step foot in the US at the age of 14. It was the summer of 1997 when our step-mother England gave sovereignty back to our biological parent China, this is when my family left Hong Kong and started our new chapter in Seattle. There are many lessons I had learned from being an immigrant, but the one I share in all my shows is one of self confidence and embracing one’s difference.

Being an immigrant at the age 14 means I was immediately thrown into a very unforgiving environment called the American high school. How you look, how you talk, how you act were judged on a daily basis. As an outsider, I was different from everyone in every one of those aspects. I barely understood what anyone was saying for the first 6 months, doing a presentation in class was terrifying especially with other students snickering at my accent.

I feared that people would reject me because I was different, that’s why I tried to hide my differences. I feared that people would look down on me because of the negative Asian stereotype, that we were the “uncool” minorities. This is why I discovered magic; magic gave me confidence by deflecting people’s attentions from that which makes me different, magic made me look cool so people wouldn’t dismiss me as another nerdy and unattractive Asian immigrant.

A lot of life choices I made as an immigrant were stemmed from my fear of other people’s judgment, but looking back, I honestly don’t think anyone has ever really looked at me negatively because I was an Asian immigrant, or because I was different. Ultimately my idea of people’s perception of me was an illusion that was conjured up in my head and rooted in my own insecurity.

If we constantly live to pass others’ judgment, we’ll forever be unhappy. My experience as an immigrant taught me the value in truly embracing one’s identity, and most importantly, embrace that which makes you different from others. It is ok to be an outsider, it is ok if other people think you are “uncool”. But if you know who you are authentically and live out who you are unapologetically, you will be infinitely happier. I know who I am, I am an immigrant, I bring a different angle of perspective and life experience, and you damn right, I am proud to be one.

Contributed by Nash Fung, award-winning magician

Learn more about Nash! http://metropolismanagement.com/portfolio/nash-fung-premier-magic/

Growing up Multi-cultural: Reflecting Back

Growing up in the “Bay Area” region of California, I was the only girl in our suburban elementary school who couldn’t easily identify her origins. I grew up around the traditions and customs of my family, while at school, I integrated into the norms of my school environment. When curious minds asked about my background, my answers flip-flopped between being Indian, South Asian, American, Fijian, Pacific Islander and a cousin (Islanders think we are all cousins). “Which is it?,” they would ask when I gave them more than one answer. My multiculturalism meant I didn’t fit in any one category, that my roots couldn’t be explained by checking one box. My identity is complicated – an Indian girl born in the United States to parents from the little Fiji Islands.

In elementary school, I was treated as the “Indian girl.” Classmates would often call me “Gandhi dot,” referring to the red dot usually placed on married women and on the forehead of Indian Hindus after a prayer ritual. As I got older, I’d get the oddest questions like “Why do your parents arrange your marriage for you? Isn’t that against the law?” At the time, I was still learning the ropes and wasn’t prepared with a meaningful answer. My best retort was to inform the inquirer that, despite this tradition, Indians continue to have a lower divorce rate than Americans. Over time, I became wittier and even watched Indian-born comics include arranged marriage jokes in their sets. I’ve since learned an array of smart ass comebacks.

My family and friends might be surprised to know that I still face these kinds of challenges. It turns out that, in some places, Indians from Fiji still face classism and casteism from those from India.  Unfortunately, there are some Indians from the motherland who ignorantly view Indians from Fiji as second class. To them, we are not to be socialized with nor should we be allowed educational and employment opportunities.  I’ve experienced this phenomenon first-hand. A suitor’s mother once casually told me that “no reputable Indian man would marry a girl from Fiji.” Recently, an Indian actually turned down my job offer simply because he did not feel comfortable working for someone from Fiji. These experiences have definitely given me pause and made me reevaluate my moral compass as well as that of those around me.  

When I was growing up, diversity and inclusion weren’t part of the curriculum at school.  I don’t recall a book, TV show, or elder providing me with advice on how to explain my culturally rich background in a manner that wouldn’t be confusing to the uninformed. Integrating into American culture was often simpler than trying to explain who I am and where I come from. While this made everyday life a little less complicated, my brown skin and Pacific Islander features meant I would still always be viewed as different.

As it does for everyone, life went on and I landed this job as an agent, which has been a time of great learning and awareness. I’ve immersed myself into the world of Student Affairs, leading to exposure and friendships with people at many different colleges and universities – people who spend their days educating and spreading awareness about inclusion and diversity. Through this network, I have been able to make some sense of the inadequacy I felt and now have closure from that time. Most importantly, I’ve been empowered to help and educate so many others who feel as if they don’t fully belong.

Ironically, it’s the values embraced in Fiji, a small island in the Pacific Ocean where my Indian parents hail from, that has helped shape my understanding and compassion for myself and everyone around me. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve actually taken on even more facets to my identity – wife, mother, business owner. I now welcome these different labels and have learned to cherish and be proud of all the characteristics that uniquely make me who I am.

While I may not have realized it when I was younger, I now know I’m lucky to have such a diverse background. I celebrate American, Indian, South Asian, and Fijian holidays. I watch Bollywood movies and sing Hindi songs. I have beautifully embroidered clothing and glittery jewelry. I eat cassava and listen to my family share stories around a bowl of kava.  And, we even partake in the chaos that is Black Friday and Christmas shopping. All of these rich and rewarding experiences were made possible for me because I am an Indian born in America whose parents are from Fiji.

-Contributed by Joyce Jiawan

Owner/Regional Account Manager

Metropolis Management

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