I often fail at blogging. But Multimedia has inspired me to keep going.
I can’t give up yet.
I wanted to update, I swear, I did.
So now, I will. First I’ll start with the things I meant to post months ago, but could not find the time.
Awesome experiences of times I miss now. Summer felt like a long time ago so lets have a flashback, shall we?
It will be like in the movies, when the character is going through terrible times in life ad thinks about the days of freedom. In my case, I am reverting back to summer 2010 to forget about this paper I should be writing, the ideas I should be cooking up for later this week, and the stress levels that will be dissolving within a month’s time.
Okay, so I’ve heard that Arcade Fire was one of the best concerts of the summer here in good old Ottawa. Can I just say I agree? Because being at the front of that show with 15 of your good friends makes for something amazing.
We must have waited for hours. We camped out. We watched everything get set up. And waited some more…
When it happened I think we all screamed. I couldn’t even think about taking proper photos because I could only dance and sing and be happy. And that was probably one of the best nights of my summer. Come to think of it though, I don’t really remember any surrounding events of the day. I think I was with my friends. I think there was commotion. I think something bad happened to someone. I think I was on my bicycle going as fast as I could.
But I know where I was headed. And the destination for the evening was really all that seemed to matter. Work all day and Arcade Fire all night. The End.
But not really the end because this is just the first part of the journey into the past.
My sister and dad came down during Bluesfest as well. So obviously I had to take my younger sister to a concert! How could I not? Hilarity ensued, since we were with obviously amazing people who happened to be drinking big gulps. I think their tongues turned purple or red or some other colour not natural to the human mouth.
Anyways, we saw Stars. We missed Blonde Redhead. But I was okay with this.
I really, really like Amy Milan.
But I’m not going to lie. the first time I saw stars at the Bronson Centre about two years ago definitely trumped this show. It was far too tame for my loving. But still enough for my intense liking.
I think I slept really well that night. And my sister happened to meet a boy (man?) who would later turn out to be a big loser (in my books anyway). She learned…
I still remember the intense eyes comment that he made to Zoe. “Bitch eyes” is what he called them.
I laughed a lot. I think we all did.
And then we rolled our eyes. A lot.
My final Bluesfest Adventure was with my dear Julia. I almost sold my Weezer ticket. Almost. Then I didn’t. It was a good decision because I got to see Rivers throw garbage on the crowd and roll around in the garbage can which said garbage was once in. Entertainment at it’s finest. Really.
Unfortunately, due to being so far away, my pictures look like..well, garbage.
Fortunately, due to being so far away, I didn’t get anything dumped on me..like, well, garbage.
Basically people hate the new ablum and wanted the good old days back. Kind of like what I’m doing now. Luckily there was a pretty good mix of new and old to keep the crowd happy. Lots of sing alongs too. Could have guessed that though, right?
Bluesfest was amazing, but let me tell you, Folk Fest was a lot more chill, and therefore, at time, sometimes a little better. We laid in the grass for three days and listened to nice music. What more could I ever want? It was a perfect weekend with perfect music. The only thing that got to me was the commute. Once I was in Britannia Park, I was not leaving until the end of the day. But I did get to enjoy Bruce Peninsula several times that weekend. And other awesome bands. I have stories.
Including the best live performance of Crabapples I have EVER seen. Literally. He was on the ground. I wanted to be on the ground. I wanted to jump for joy. It was beautiful.
There was a lot of stomping in that tent. There weren’t too many people though. I was surprised because I love this band, so, so much.
Later we had The Acorn who I will actually be seeing in a few short weeks once my assignments have washed away.
One of the things I liked most about Folk Fest was the collaboration of bands. They would get onstage together and just go for it. Incredible.
It was kinda like this.
Hoots and Hellmouth, the Hidden Cameras, Arrested Development, Bruce Peninsula, and I believe Jill Zmud.
I might be missing something. My memory is foggy due to it being blasted with amazingness all summer long.
I discovered something new and different this summer. It was called Namgar. I can’t quite explain it, but it was amazing.
Before I try to explain it, experience it…
Yeah, I know. It was amazing. I’ve never heard anything like it. and what she was wearing was incredible.
If I ever have the chance to see them again, I will not miss it! Remember the name NAMGAR!
I also saw The Hidden Cameras that weekend, as well as Ramblin’ Jack Elliott, Horse Feathers, and Bahamas. I actually saw Bahamas the other night too, which I will get to later. There’s always a good story at his show.
Ramblin’ Jack was getting angry at photographers. It makes him lose his concentration. I refrained from taking photos, but others just could not seem to hold back. There was flashing all around. And Jack was not happy.
I also went and saw a movie about him the week before. It was really interesting. He’s had a strange and bumpy road. But it at least sounds like it was a lot of fun.
That weekend was quite rainy. I remember being in the rain with my umbrella. And I remember the schedule being changed. It was upsetting because it messed up my plans of seeing ALL the bands in their entirety. Jack was cut short, I’m afraid.
Here are some Hidden Cameras photos. I was dancing a lot. Next to the guys from Horse Feathers. Naturally, I don’t even have the guts to tell them how awesome their music is. I love their music so much. I think I might have explained this here before.
After a nice walk along the beach, through the grass, and so on (I also ate plenty of pad thai) I got to enjoy sweet, sweet music. Yes, more music, of course. How can I resist. Horse Feathers was practically a religious experience, and Bahamas melted my heart. You may have heard rumours he can be a bit of a self absorbed prick, but the man has a heart, and a beautiful soul, I’m guessing anyway. His songs make him seem like he does.
Funny story he told us…he wanted to swim. So he took off all of his clothes and ran into the water.
The water was up to his ankles. And he was wearing no clothes. There are PEOPLE around. I laughed a lot.
While I have no photos of either of these lovely bands, I can share this video of awesome via youtube. Thanks, youtube.
After this, I ordered my Sufjan Stevens Ticket. And then I proceeded to wait a few months to get blown away. I still can’t believe it has come and gone. I wish it could have lasted forever. I thought it might at one point, when he played Impossible Soul. I really did think it would never end.
The Opus Magnum of Love songs
The best show of my young adulthood.
I had basically devoted a few months to listening to The Age of Adz and All Delighted People EP. I mean really, I hardly listened to anything else. And I was surprised that no one knew any of the songs. But I guess I shouldn’t have been considering the album came out the day of the show. (I can’t resist, I pre-ordered it anyway so it’s not even stealing…)
All I can say is I’ve never been moved so much by one person. I don’t think anything he makes will ever disappoint me. And I really hope he’s back in this area again so I can re-experience the magic of Sufjan.
oh and…he danced.
And I captured it on video. you can thank me later.
Well, I guess that’s enough nostalgia for one night.
I better move on to present times.
I actually saw Bruce P. again last month. I really can’t get enough. Also, when I went home I was lucky enough to have an encounter with Ruby Coast. I seriously adore these boys from Aurora. I was really sad I missed them in Ottawa BOTH times these past few months.
As for my Saturday night with Bahamas…well, that included Afie taking a girls phone and hanging it up before telling the person on the line she was busy. It also included him doing a final pose for the photographers before they stomped off.
“Now you can ask that pretty little lady to dance and you won’t have that clunky camera between ya.”
Solid gold, Afie. Solid gold.
I also met a pretty cool band this weekend, unfortunately I didn’t get to hear them perform. I just got to drink with them. They’re from Saskatchewan and they’re called Violent Kin. It’s not really what I listen to but I have to admit it’s good. Hopefully they will come back so I can actually see them on stage!
I think that’s enough.