When I first applied to this university, I was promised that Penn would give me an “experience like no other.” Unlike students at Yale, for example, I won’t have to sit through lectures from Tony Blair. Unlike those at Harvard, Princeton and even Brown, I won’t have to pay less for my education. And perhaps best of all, I won’t have that nagging responsibility to cheer for a basketball team come late March like Cornell does did this year.

So far, so good: up until now, my life at Penn has been unquestionably unique, an experience like no other indeed. That is, until earlier this morning — when I saw the front page of the DP touting this unfortunate headline: “OK Go announced as third Fling band.” Suddenly I felt gypped, swindled, even betrayed. Let me explain.

This April, you see, will not be OK Go’s first appearance at Spring Fling. Just six short years ago, they played their first Fling gig in eerily similar fashion to next month’s concert: they were the show’s opening act; they played at Franklin Field; and their accompanying lineup was almost identical.

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