SEC is Skidmore’s Student Entertainment Company, and they’re responsible for pulling in all the big acts we see, including the revered Big Show of the semester. Past Big Shows have included Grizzly Bear, Talib Kweli, JFK from MSTRKRFT (a show heavy on consonants), Janelle Monáe, Dan Deacon, Dead Prez and Girl Talk. This year SEC really outdid themselves and snagged TV On The Radio. The show was bananas.
The show was in the big gym in our athletic center; these dudes blasted the huge room with so much sound that I thought my eyes were going to pop out of their sockets. Everyone freaked out when TVOTR played “Staring at the Sun” and “Wolf Like Me,” but people were generally excited as it was. Fridays are when you let the stress go, and what better stress-relief than semi-moshing in a large crowd of fellow Skiddies?
Because I am a sneaky person, I gradually weaseled my way closer and closer to the stage, trying to get a better view of all the trombone-blowing, tambourine-shaking and guitar-shredding that was going on. Only caveat of the night: tall guys! Why you gotta stand in the front?! (said in a Marlon-Brando-in-the-Godfather-style accent). You’re at least six feet tall, can’t you see over all our heads anyway?
But at last I made it to the second row. They launched into a Fugazi cover and I was smooshed in a very energetic and sweaty mosh pit. Elbows flew but no injuries were sustained. Pretty sweet.
So thanks TV On The Radio for including Skidmore in your massive jams. ‘Twas another successful Big Show. And what do people do after Big Show and before heading downtown? They get fried, cheesy sustenance at the Spa. I never saw so many giddy people mowing grilled cheeses and cherry-picking french fries from each other’s plates.