By Brandon Dyer ’15
Seriously, though. Play this song and you will get laid.
The end times are upon us. No, not those end times, the end-of-the-year times, which are considerably worse. I never realized how near we are to the end until I realized that this tonight’s Open Mic Night at Falstaff’s will be the very last of the year. Yup, the last. This is your last chance to dedicate “Wonderwall” to that girl in your French class (tacitly or untacitly, your choice) or make everyone in the house nostalgia hardcore with your touching rendition of “Hey There Delilah.” Oh, so you think Open Mic Night is all about music? Wrong. You can do whatever you want. Got some poetry you’ve been writing in lieu of taking notes in that boring as shit physics class? Come read it! Fiction? A nonfiction rant? Cap it at roughly 5 minutes and you’re all set. Stand-up comedy? Go for it, champ. Any form of entertainment that isn’t pornography is welcome (and let’s be honest, the line between acceptable and pornographic is a tad bit blurry).
Completely untalented or just unprepared? That’s hardly an excuse not to go. There’s going to be great entertainment from kids you never knew were actually good at something. It’s the last of the year; everyone will want to show Skidmore how talented they are before departing for the summer – or perhaps forever… I’ll be there reading something or some shit, so why not go?
Come on, kick back, and relax at Falstaff’s this tonight, 4/5, at 8PM. Did I mention it’s the last open mic of the year?
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