My first music festival

My lovely lady and I had the pleasure of attending Rothbury this year. A first for both of us, neither had attended a weekend long music festival. Excitement was high, expectations as well, and by the end of it, I learned a few important lessons about such creatures.

Just to start off, my impressions: Incredible. Simply awesome. The music, the vibe, the people were all just crazycool. I got to see some bands/performers that I've been wanting to see for years, and got to see a different side of people that I normally dislike (and still do for the most part, keep reading). The event was set up very nicely, and the VIP extras were well worth the cashola that we shelled out for them.

Who we got to see: Toubab Krewe, Future Rock, G Love and Special Sauce, Ralph Stanley and the Clinch Mountain Boys, Femi Kuti and the Positive Force, Flogging Molly, The Black Crowes, The Dead.

Sadly, our adventure ended early with my love's knees and ankles just not being able to take it. There was an assload of walking, even with the shuttles (which we discovered a day later than we would've liked).

I will say that my favorite of them all was probably Ralph Stanley, with The Dead and G Love close behind. That man is a living legend. The performance was like watching an old time television show, he told stories, joked, and the band played some simply awesome mountain music. Even the little bit of rain did nothing to chill the warmth of hearing him and his band work some magic.

What I didn't like about the whole music festival experience: People and their lack of recognizing personal space. Shows spread out over a huge place so that my poor legs would've fell off if we had tried to catch all of the ones we wanted. The jackasses in the tent next to us sucking on nitrous balloons at 5 in the morning and were apparently still at it at 10 when we woke up.

That being said, we will be going next year for sure. We just need a bigger showing of friends, the downtime was killer without a group of folks having a good time. We're also going to go to Wheatland in September, which ought to be a good time as well. I'm all about staying in my home state and patronizing music festivals, keep the money in Michigan, y'know!?

I'm so past my bedtime, but I wanted to say a piece or two about Rothbury. It was certainly a life-changing experience.

What I've learned for next time: More food, a table, more decorations for the tent, and most importantly -- bring more friends!

Take it ease, sinners, I'll be back soon.
Rev

Just a few words to start the journey...

Rev here,

Just wanted to say a few things about myself and who I am and what you should expect from this blog. I'm generally a nice guy, but I get torqued off about stupid shit sometimes. With good reason usually.

I'll let my posts speak mainly for themselves, but take this as a friendly warning. I'm not always sunshine and roses, most times I'm full of piss and vinegar, bringing down the fire and brimstone with a fistful of righteousness.

Until next time, sinners, remember the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

The Rev