Go hard or go homecoming

By Sisi Snavely ‘19 and Shweta Nanda ‘20


Public Service Announcement: Demand for top notch music at Homecoming.  

Remember last year’s homecoming when the DJ played all your favorites, jam after jam, top hit after top hit?

Yeah, me neither.

Since the inception of mankind, homecoming has been DJd by middle aged men who haven’t the foggiest idea about the kind of music we teenagers listen to.

Unfortunately, my homecoming experiences have been filled with never-ending throwbacks including the infamous “Wobble,” “Cupid Shuffle,” and the “Cha Cha Slide,” to name a few. And let’s not forget the occasional dubstep track that always climaxes with a not too exciting bass drop that leaves me unsatisfied and utterly disappointed.

Don’t get me wrong, there are always a few memorable songs, but if I hear “Timber” by Ke$ha or “Turn Down for What” by Lil Jon  one more time, you can bet I’m asking for a refund.

I’m a high schooler, and I deserve to be treated like one. I shouldn’t feel like I’m at a middle school mixer. Next thing you know, there will be five girls crying in the bathroom because they didn’t get invited to Laura’s sleepover or because John asked Emily out instead (not that this doesn’t happen anyways).

If I’m going to be stuck in a sweaty gym for three hours surrounded by underclassmen attempting to grind on each other, I, at least, want to be listening to songs that came out after 2008. I understand that a lot of the good music out today is explicit and not necessarily school appropriate, but if the basketball team can come up with a decent clean playlist, so should the DJ who is probably getting paid way too much to hit play on his computer. Hint: Start with “Mr. Brightside.”

This is a call for action. It is time to end the never ending black hole that is our homecoming playlist. We must unite and demand for better music at homecoming before it’s too late. We don’t want the generations after us to endure the same pain we did. We must pave the way for those to come. We must take a stand.

But, as much as I drag the music every year, I must admit, I do always find myself bopping to “Don’t Stop Believin’” at the end of the night.

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