After a year of hard work students across campus are undoubtedly ready for a night of dancing, drinking and ear-piercingly loud music. So, what more could you want than The Klaxons, Naboo from The Mighty Boosh, Zane Lowe and Fearne Cotton as you bang around the floor until your feet start bleeding? Well, that’s exactly what those lucky students at Imperial College London will be getting at their summer ball this year. I can hear you thinking already that their tickets must have been extortionately priced to be able to afford such top acts. However, you’d be wrong, as a great night of amazing music with 3,000 other people is costing just thirty pounds per person.
Here at York, we’ve got the ultimate in cheese: Alphabeat and Björn Again; not to mention the vaguely famous Taio Cruz and Booty Luv. Admittedly it could have been far worse. We could have been subjected – Fresher’s Ball style – to the shrieks of half of B*Witched and an interesting, to say the least, Robbie Williams tribute act. But let me remind you how much we’re paying. Thirty-six pounds, rising to forty pounds if you didn’t manage to get hold of your ticket early. That’s a whole ten pounds more to spend a night with, like Imperial, 3,000 of your friends but, unlike Imperial, a load of acts that frankly must be pretty desperate if they’re willing to make their way up to misty old Yorkshire from the bright lights of the south.
When I was applying to university, I was constantly being bombarded with statements about the great live acts that played there, with both Sheffield and Birmingham hosting gigs with major artists. My friend was also telling me about who they’ve had at Newcastle in the past, including Coldplay, Snow Patrol, Paul Oakenfold and Tiesto. York, on the other hand, never emphasised any live acts whatsoever. In fact, the only music related information I was given was that gigs were no longer allowed to take place in Central Hall since something had got damaged back in the 1980s.
Maybe York as a music scene therefore needs to sort itself out. Maybe it’s time that we banish the cheesy acts we’ve put up with for so long and get some artists with actual musical talent. Then again, maybe cheesy music is what being at York is all about. Maybe we want to stand out from the crowd and bellow ‘I am the one and only’ at the tops of our voices, which is what I’m sure will be happening when Chesney Hawkes struts his stuff at Big D. To be honest, I’m secretly looking forward to a bit of Alphabeat in a couple of weeks, and I know you are too.