Extracurriculars are so elusive: Do we fully engage? Do we merely partake? Perhaps it’s their purpose — the pursuit of fame and glory, a proof for future employers that we are not dicktards, a more constructive side effect of work deferment — that confuses the mind. Because nobody likes their extracurriculars.
With over 300 active undergraduate student organizations on campus, one would imagine that most could treat themselves to a couple soul-soothing extracurriculars. But our superficially unsettled, corroded souls are never satiated, are they.
Untitled (Indian a cappella group)
After the success of their performance at Roshni, the ever-nameless Indian a cappella group is one of the newest organizations on campus. In fact, Untitled is so new that it has yet to officially register as a Yale organization. The group even held a name submission competition. I’m not going to bother with tandoori chicken pun over tandoori chicken pun, so here are some of the submissions they received, and the reason why they are not good enough:
Ambishek Bachchan: Can’t say it.
The Yale Tikka Masala Cats: Gross?
TIFFINpoofs: Just no.
Red, Mahatma and Blue: STOP IT.
Yale Gana Khazaana: Unless this is a cappella AND voodoo, then just no.
Yale SAAG (South Asian a cappella Group): It means something! But it spells out “sag.”
The Chutney Tones: So cute! Don’t like tamarind, though.
The Curry Chords: Words that should be ch-sounds and are c-sounds freak me out.
Homespun Harmonics: Everybody knows you can’t spin a harmonic.
Dosa-Re-Mi: I’m only guessing “dosa” is a kind of Indian food, and that’s just wrong.
ChaiCapella: I’m a coffee person.
Naan-Sequitur/-Descript/-Stop/-Sense: How about a main dish, you know, now that we’ve established that it has to be something edible.
Curry-oke: I give up.
For the time being, Untitled plans to perform only in Hindi, but has not discarded discard the possibility of performing in other Indian languages in the future (phew!). The group aims to give a fresh feel to a cappella performances on campus. Meena Shivaram ’11, group member, said that they wish to “allow other a cappella groups to hear something different.”
The Bad Romantics is undoubtedly one of Yale’s most sparkling (quite literally so) organizations. The group, Yale’s “premier” (read: only) drag performance ensemble, was first formed one year ago as “Bad Romance: A Queer Cabaret,” then a one-time show part of Pride Month. Last fall, the Romantics decided to officially register their organization.
Since then, the Romantics have performed during Transgender Awareness Week in the annual Drag Ball and have also participated in the Generation Equality Conference, an event organized by the Fierce Advocates group for high school students and teachers.
To keep making lists of things, here are a few songs the world is expecting from the Bad Romantics:
“I Touch Myself”
“Dancing With Myself”
Anything with the word “myself” in it
“Girls on Film”
Anything with the word “girls” in it
“Grounds for Divorce”
“Hold it Against Me”
“Dude (Looks Like a Lady)”
The group claims to promote different types of performance and not limit itself to any particular style, Alejandro Bustillos ’11 said. Bustillos, co-director of the Romantics, said that they “want everyone to bring their own unique style of performance.”
Yale Climbing Team
With already over 40 club sports at the University, the addition of yet another one is somehow unsurprising. Officially formed this fall, the Yale Climbing Team has 27 members, hosts triweekly practices at the Connecticut Rock Gym, and plans to participate in the Collegiate Climbing Series.
The team believes that climbing is a sport that would particularly appeal to Yalies. Charlie Kelly ’14, the team’s captain, attributes this claim to the “logical sequencing” that is required when climbing.
“Planning skills are very important in climbing,” Kelly said. “Climbing is not just a physical pursuit; there is a lot of cerebral action in the background.”
List time! Here are some activities that involve physical and cerebral exercise, just like climbing, including the risk of splatting:
Dancing with myself
Jaywalking really fast
Wearing drop-crotch pants
Walking on Dixwell
All three groups are appealing and could be potential additions to the weekly schedules of music-, stage- or adrenaline-loving Yalies. However, despite how compelling they may seem, they all cater to a particular breed of student. That’s all right, worst-case scenario we’ll just go watch them.