Yeah, the entire faculty/staff/student/admin sects at any university are really strange. Everybody takes themselves very seriously. I've seen certain English faculty get so snippy with the staff in the office, it freaks me out...then we've got admin casually cutting half of everything (while tasting caviar, and even if you cut half your caviar order, you're still eating caviar while I'm getting excited about the twenty-eight cent mac and cheese at the store) and students (especially grad students) being edgy and angsty about every little thing. Yeah.
Was at an open mic thingy last night, and I'm happy to report that pink-floyd-indigo-girls sing-a-longs are alive and well in this part of the world. As are melancholy guitar-wielding boys in baseball caps (playing Pearl Jam, can you believe that?) and a host of love-lorn college women who sound like Sarah MacLachlan even when they're trying to sound like Ani DiFranco. It was a good time, actually, and I was talking to the MC when one guy strummed up "Wish You Were Here" and the MC was like "Fuck! I forgot to tell them the No Pink Floyd rule!" But I couldn't agree because impromptu versions of that song are my guilty pleasure, even if it's being played at every Monday night open mic at every little bar in every little college town across the nation.
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