After spending a fair amount of Thursday night at the RTVF Prom (sneak peak alert: expect a full article about the dance sometime soon), I felt inspired to muse about music at college dance parties. Since I just threw off my suit jacket and am still recovering from a major case of dress-shoe sore foot, I may not be at my most articulate here, but that hasn’t stopped me before.

- Note to all party-throwers including music at their shindig: If you don’t play enough rap, people will get pissed, and will mention it. Tonight, not a single hip-hop track played until halfway through the dance, and a lot of dancers made their disapproval know (especially during the totally out-of-place Michelle Branch track). Folks love to shake it to rap, don’t forget it.

- Tragically, Franz Ferdinand’s “Take Me Out” saw very little fan-fare when it blared out of the speakers tonight. Shame, since the track is one of rock’s best dance numbers this decade. I still freaked out to it.

- “Mickey,” you know, that annoying cheerleading song from the 80’s, sound eerily like The Pipettes. A dumb version of The Pipettes, but a version nonetheless.

- If Sanjaya Malakar somehow wins American Idol and kill any shred of credibility the show has left, we can always remember the reality show as the program that birthed Kelly Clarkson. “Since U Been Gone” still brings the roof down everytime.

- “Crazy” is a great tune, but don’t play it twice in the same night.

- Dancing to “Ridin” is really easy, while dancing to “Fergalicious” is near-impossible. Who new shitty songs could be so different?

- I don’t know whether I hate Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing” or think it’s the ultimate modern-day tongue-in-cheek jab at the 80’s.

- No Daft Punk? What kind of music selection you got going here???

- Finally, lets just make “Hey Ya” the new national anthem and get it over with. Outkast’s mainstream masterpiece never fails to make the dancefloor lose complete control. It may be the most unifying song of all-time. Plus, it’s so danceable!

Time for bed.