Yes. I’d never been to a festival... please stop laughing. But my festival virginity is no longer! I was holding out for one where all my favourite bands would somehow magically appear on the bill, but in the end I just whored myself to the first one I got a free pass to.
I promised erino I would try very hard to ninja my way into Sunset Sounds, and freaking crap, it actually worked. Here’s one way: offer to take photos of a band when they’re small and playing in crappy pubs that smell like ass, then when they get big enough to play festivals, send a nice email to their manager reminding them of that nice thing you did. That or you could sleep with the band. But if you do it my way, you won’t get herpes.
Anyway, I had pretty much the best time ever. I loved the bands, the atmosphere, even those bogans in singlets didn’t shit me off as much as I thought they would. The only thing I can do without is those toilets. They make me want to pay someone to sew my bladder shut.
Me and my ultra fancy photo pass are packing off to Day 2 tomorrow, which includes such wonders as: Yves Klein Blue, Andrew Bird (I knew we’d be united somehow), Editors and Yeah Yeah Yeahs. Epic times will be had.