Dear Columbia,
When I first heard that an administrative error would be forcing this year's spring concert off the steps and onto South Field, I was optimistic. After all, plenty of concerts are held in fields, and many of them (though, OK, not all of them) work out just fine. I was excited, too, for the prospect of a green flag, and to finally know what all that pretty grass felt like underfoot.
I should have known better. From the moment I arrived and saw that red flag still hoisted high even during the middle of CUSH's set, I should have expected you not to cooperate, Columbia. I'm not saying it's totally your fault—you've never hosted a concert in a field before—but I do have some lingering questions as to the general organization of today's activities.
