Drake

Thursday I spent my night at a Drake concert in the BJC. It was not a poetry reading or an acoustic band, but it was an uplifting experience. He came at a time when our Penn State bubble was crumbling and sadness filled us to the core. He wore a Penn State sweatshirt and gave us a break from a night of rioting to come together as a community and enjoy our common bond of music. I am a huge fan of Drake, but even those who are not should respect the fact that he did not cancel due to all the violence and instead brought us closer together and made us forget what was going on even if it was just for a few short hours. I did not even want to get out of bed that morning, but the concert made me not want to go home. In my opinion he did what all artists aspire to do to link people together who have a common bond and try to make them forget the pain in their life even if it is just brief. It was a worth while time and I am glad I motivated myself to go.