potlatch
Well-Known Member
I thought for the most part, the security were sound geezers, and getting booze in plastic bottles was fine. I saw one dude fling a glass bottle into the crowd at Sonic Youth, poor throwee who got hit with it, but the thrower was done by security. But it was only because some people in the crowd told them about it, yer man was having a smoke or something. So it was definitely needed.
When the security turned was on Sunday when everyone realised the bar closed at 10, and people couldn't get the deposits on their cups back.
Said one to a colleague after her asking what the story was: "Shut up, bitch, move on, the bar's closed".
After the main arena was closed, they all cracked out bottles of beer and got buckled. The annoying thing was none of them knew where anything was, even where they were.
Anywho, other than things like that, I thought the festival was awesome. Best bits being meeting buddies and generally sound people, seeing Deerhoof, remembering all over again how amazing 'The Opposite of Addiction' is at The Jimmy Cake, ah, you know, just seeing loads of totally awesome, and unexpectedly awesome stuff. Bad jazz with the cups, but immediately made up for when I got a last-minute Phad Thai at a stall and yer man gave it to me for free 'cos I couldn't find me wallet.
When the security turned was on Sunday when everyone realised the bar closed at 10, and people couldn't get the deposits on their cups back.
Said one to a colleague after her asking what the story was: "Shut up, bitch, move on, the bar's closed".
After the main arena was closed, they all cracked out bottles of beer and got buckled. The annoying thing was none of them knew where anything was, even where they were.
Anywho, other than things like that, I thought the festival was awesome. Best bits being meeting buddies and generally sound people, seeing Deerhoof, remembering all over again how amazing 'The Opposite of Addiction' is at The Jimmy Cake, ah, you know, just seeing loads of totally awesome, and unexpectedly awesome stuff. Bad jazz with the cups, but immediately made up for when I got a last-minute Phad Thai at a stall and yer man gave it to me for free 'cos I couldn't find me wallet.