As anyone who’s been recently assaulted by overly ambitious flyering on Locust knows, it’s a cappella season.

This weekend I was conned into going to the PennSix show by friends who I was sure must have been eating Aqua Dots, because they claimed I’d love it. Judging by Penn’s recent embarrassment in the Ivy-League a cappella scene, I was highly doubtful that I would not want to gauge my eardrums out with a blunt object.

Surprisingly, I was entertained, impressed, and a little turned-on.

When I arrived at Irvine auditorium, I knew I was in for a good time because the place was full of sorority girls who had “pre-gamed the pre-game,” so to speak. Irvine was abuzz with drunken anticipation.

I have to hand it to these guys. They came running down the aisles and onto the stage wearing some of the most ridiculous get-ups I’ve ever seen (think sparkles, brassieres, crotchless tights), and yet they still manage to look sexy. The question, however, remained: could they actually sing?

Not only could they sing, and I mean really sing, but they put together hilarious skit-comedy routines and told some of the worst jokes I’ve ever heard. And I mean that in a good way. The audience was groaning with disgust. There’s nothing like a little low-brow humor to brighten up a Saturday night.

PennSix has managed to slightly improve my opinion of a cappella. No longer will I totally ignore the mediocre beat-boxers and crackly voices that scrawl all over the walk and shove brightly colored fliers in my face. Maybe I’ll actually look at one of the fliers every once in a while instead of immediately shoving it into a trashcan.

My favorite part of the show was the finale. It was scary how comfortable the soloist was in a grandma swimsuit rocking out to “Sweet Child Of Mine.” He should have gone out for BMOC . . . respect.

Tags: a cappella, PennSix

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