November 21, 2018 | ° F

U. ‘raves’ over Cash Cash at College Avenue gym


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The College Avenue gymnasium turned into a rave last Friday night. I don't think I've ever seen so many flashing lights in a gym before, and it's all thanks to Cash Cash taking a pit stop at Rutgers. 

Flowers in hair, rhinestones on my face, neon-clothed head to toe, I was ready to rave — I'm completely kidding, I would never be caught dead dressed like that. 

As I maneuvered my way into the sea of drunk college ravers, I came across the opening act. DJ Mayz started playing to get the crowd poppin' — the party was just getting started. The crowd was relatively chill at that point in time, but that didn't last long. 

As the second act, DJ Trackside started playing, and that's when the gym started to turn into Electric Daisy Carnival. Students were head banging all over the place to all the phat beats being blasted through the stereo system — including me, guilty as charged.

I must say, these kinds of concerts are a free pass to acting like an nimrod. No one will make fun of you since everyone else is pretty much doing the same thing. If you feel like twerking in the middle of the dance floor, hey, no one is stopping you.  

My hearing almost went out before the headliner came on, but your girl made it to the final act, Cash Cash. I must say, I was very impressed with all the details of the show. The production of the set was very outstanding for it being in a college gymnasium — I rate that five stars, bravo. Flashing "rave" lights, cool, neon visuals — you name it, it was there.

Now, the moment every one was waiting for occurred: Cash Cash entered the building. The crowd completely lost it — they acted like President Obama was on stage or something — woah, calm down people. The president was in the crowd though, a student brought a huge cardboard cut-out of his face to the concert. Whoever that person is, I want to be friends with you.

The opening song Cash Cash played was okay, not really my style, though — but then it happened. 

Their best song "Escarole" started playing and I nearly lost my mind. Yes, I know, escarole is lettuce. But don't be fooled by the name of the song — it was a pure eargasm. As the big screen in the background of the show displayed virtual escarole flashing continuously on and off, I asked myself, "Am I seriously getting excited about seeing virtual escarole right now? I need to reevaluate my life." It's okay though, I'll let it slide this time. 

At that point I was in a trance from all the escarole flashing in my poor eyes. There was a whole setlist of songs, but to tell you the truth it's now all a blur. That is actually a good thing though, I got lost in the music — Cash Cash, you should be flattered. I do remember a couple radio hits that played though. I recall "Take Me Home" and "Surrender" blasting through the gym. How could I not remember? The crowd was only screaming the lyrics in my ear — such die-hard fans. 

I started to see virtual escarole when I closed my eyes and heard nothing but muffled bass, and that's when I knew it was time to call it a night. I shoved my way through the crowd, knocking the cardboard Obama head right out the that girl's hands (sorry) and made it out alive. I will never look at escarole the same again. 


Nicolette Accardi

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