Lordy Lordy DCAF.
I don’t really know what to say about this explosion of harmony, awkward bopping, and suspenders. All I can say is that I loved it. Every a cappella group in attendance blew me out of the water. The rush I got from being onstage with my Superfoodies was almost as big as the rush I got from watching all the groups perform their own fabulous numbers. A cappella had always seemed like a fun thing awkward people (like me) loved but other “normals” thought was just kind of annoying. DCAF certainly proved me wrong. It was truly astounding to be in a room where every person (every performer, every audience member, that wonderful Rasta sound guy with the beautiful dreads) was truly invested in the performance. I’ll never be able to replicate the ecstatic feeling during the build of the Rhianna medley (shout-out to Ryan).
I could tell that every person in attendance was having fun, which is the the real purpose of a cappella, and really, life in general I guess. Not only did I have an amazing time, but I got infinitely closer to the members of Superfood. This is going to sound emotional and yucky, but during the post-performance Superfood toasts, riding out that adrenaline high, trying to keep my shrill excitement quiet so no one would realize a bunch kids in fancy black and white digs were toasting on a cold glass covered stoop; I realized I had a family at Georgetown (and that family had Youngjun in it-heck yeah). I arrived at the conclusion that my 4 more years at Georgetown are going to turn out just fine as long as I stick with these fun and flirty dweebs.
So yeah, I guess you could say DCAF went ok.