There is no antidote to the week 5 blues quite like watching the living, breathing meme that is Rick Astley partying away in front of the communist flag that proudly hangs in the King’s College bar.

It’s 11:30pm and I’m standing on a sticky table in King’s college bar, suffocating in the swarm of fellow King’s members and I’m sweatier than a fresher in a supervision they haven’t done the reading for. How have I found myself in this situation on a Tuesday evening? Rick Astley, yes, I repeat, RICK FREAKING ASTLEY came to King’s College and gave a completely impromptu concert. Thinking back to all the stress of applying to King’s in the first place: the tears over the interview, the panic over the entrance exam… it was all worth it simply for this one glorious night.

The blind trust placed in our student union paid off: Rick’s set started off with the classic ‘Never Gonna’ Give You Up’ which culminated in what many would agree, is the most bizarre university experience of all time. This was followed by renditions of ‘Lucky’ and ‘Uptown Funk’ which, ashamedly, King’s was much more familiar with than some of the other 80’s classics performed by him and his backing singer, Lauren Johnson.

King’s students were treated to an incredibly diverse range of music, from a cover of the 60’s classic, ‘My Girl’ by The Temptations to ACDC’s ‘Highway to Hell’, and The Sugar Hill Gang’s ‘Rapper’s Delight’.

A fair amount of audience participation was involved, with someone throwing a red item of underwear at the band, at which Rick admonishingly said, ‘my daughter’s older than you lot!’ A call was also issued for King’s choral scholars to step up to the mic and sing a few lines.

There is only one word to describe the sight of Rick Astley squinting at his phone screen to try to see the words of ‘Teenage Dirtbag’ on his phone as he sings: surreal. This has by far been the most bizarre nights of my life, yet I know it is a memory I will treasure forever, a memory that will never let me down or desert me.