Ah, to be young again. Reading Cory Davis's "Unlikely Rock Stars" piece made me yearn to be back at university again, if only to experience the exuberance and coolness of today's collegiate a cappella renaissance. Back in my day I'd have been looked at as if I had two heads if I'd suggested being part of such a thing. Mind you, I tended to surround myself with thick-necked Neanderthals whose musical interests were limited to Led Zeppelin and Iron Butterfly, and whose knowledge of vocalizing began and ended with bawdy drinking songs. Good fellows by and large, but not likely to be populating a chorus, then or now.