Passion Pit concert tonight – it was pretty rave (that’s a new word I’m trying out, to replace “sick” because.. no reason). Surprisingly, I knew more than their one famous song Sleepyhead, and that’s not including their rendition of some random 90s song.
So halfway through the show, we see a girl crowd-surfing. And as usual, she gets tossed around for a while before she eventually ends up surfing face-down and everyone’s touching her goods. I mean, I guess that’s mildy better than in Mean Girls, when Dumb Chick #1 jumps into the crowd, and Dumb Chick #2 is the only one trying to catch her, and they both splat.
Not this kind of crowd-surfing, but hey, look - Tufts has school spirit!
Regardless, I’d like to get the guts to crowd-surf. How cool would it be to literally be at the hands of strangers, and have zero control over where you’re headed, all while jamming to your favorite band? I can see it now – the crowd will pass me straight up to the stage. I tell Rihanna, “Girlfriend, I can take it from here,” and Eminem and I perform Love the Way You Lie together.
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