Hey LC! Sorry to post and run.
No, it was a much larger, much cheaper, much less selective uni than Oberlin, I fear. Not the major state u in the state, although within driving distance thereof, where we’d carpool to see art movies, hear concerts and eat Chinese. (We had better pizza, though). It had the reputation at the time as being where rich suburban families sent their underachievers, and poor rural families sent their overachievers.
heathen earthling sounds like he would have fit right in, by-the-by 
Name dropping made me nostalgic… checking up on my old classmates from Non-Western Music, Jon is an IT guy at a multi-campus tech school, Dylan is teaching art at a southeastern university. John plays percussion and writes songs for a flamenco/acoustic jazz ensemble. My old roomie is the provost for a multi-campus community college in the southeast, and has two books of film crit out. I’m senior staff at a very large Midwestern academic library. Not a billionaire in the bunch, but I have the impression we’re all happy enough.
I forgot wineskins. Lovely way to get gently wrecked on the Quad, inasmuch as the old fatherly campus cops saw it as a low-priority violation. And inevitably, someone would show up with a guitar… on good days, someone who could play.
All-in-all, it just didn’t take a lot of money to have fun, in the off-hours. $300 rent with utilities included for a one-bedroom studio left a lot of disposable cash behind from the grad stipend and government check. Get spastic on caffeine at the all night diner and talk bull at somebody’s place til the wee morning hours, grab some floor space, get up late, eat some spaghetti or cheese grits with Leinenkugel bock and go swim down at the river, in the summer.
Linklater’s Slacker has some of the vibe, although at a much more frenetic pace. Not to be old, but it really did seem like there was more time then, papers and exams notwithstanding.
Hope that helps! Just one guy’s take on things, at one time and place.