No, “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Opposite Sex” isn’t written by Douglas Adams, in fact, it’s not even a book. It’s the title of After Hours’ premiere concert of the year and, starting at 8 p.m., it is sure to be be a great way to spend Saturday night at UR.

After Hours has been around for a while now and they’ve changed a lot since they were formed four-and-a-half years ago as UR’s only co-ed a cappella group at that time.

“We began as Chari Vari, singing mostly jazz music. As the years passed, we began singing more and more contemporary music. We now sing pop and some jazz,” After Hours historian and senior Teresa Tygert said.

“We changed from the hard to remember and hard to pronounce old French name Chari Vari, meaning, meaningless noise, to After Hours,” Tygert added.

After Hours has some great new music including “Dreams” by Fleetwood Mac, Stevie Wonder’s “You are the Sunshine of My Life” and Radiohead ready to perform.

“We pride ourselves on performing difficult music that members of the group have arranged,” Tygert said.

This year’s concert, as you can probably guess from the title, is all about how to pick up a member of the opposite sex. After Hours will show the average college guy how to successfully meet a woman and take her on a date ? with predictably crazy consequences.

Contributing to the general air of musical humor are two guest groups, RIT’s Brick City Singers, an all-male a cappella group that has, in the past, performed humorous numbers such as “I Have an Enormous Penis” and Half-Step Sharp, UR’s barber-shop quartet.

Tickets for “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Opposite Sex,” may be purchased for $5 at the door or at the Common Market.



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