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.

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