long time, no writing, yet a lot of roaming around and drifting. it would only seem fair to draw a few lines on this page with regards to a certain uplifting experience that i completely recommend to anyone who is just a fraction or even a subfraction interested in music. live music to be precise. live music festivals to make it most accurate.
white and red and blue could be either the stripes and stars or the jack that proudly denounces the union. doesn't matter which is which, as both of them were equally represented. no difference is made as log as all guitars' sound is sharp as ice, the drum kits are polished and push the beat up to your stomach and the bass, the good ol lovin' bass bumps and booms and makes love to your dancing feet. as for the vocals... words can't describe them as notes and hums already have.
sublime to put it bluntly.
add to this layer cake a nice topping of enthusiastic public, flags that salute a singalong battle, tits, beer, buddying and bonding in the name of music, for every stretch of lung on the stage tens of thousands of lung stretches in the public and you get a uk style music festival.
i've just had my first one. and am damn grateful.
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3 comments:
Was it the Reading Music Festival? My nephew had to fly home to the UK early so he coudl go to this. Great post. You will never forget the experience.
It was Reading indeed. I am looking forward to some Australian festivals as well. They are rumoured to be awesome.
Hey isnt it a small world my nephew and his mates photo ended up on the BBC website - havent seen it yet. And yes the Aussie ones are great because its usually hot!
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