San Francisco Treasure Island Music Festival
I decided to buy tickets for just one of the days (sunday) and don't regret it one bit, although I would have liked to have dance all saturday too. The shenanigans began around Noon, I didn't get home until 1am.
I helped this guy set a new world record: The most fake mustaches put on in 30 seconds. I think it was 17.
I forgot why I don't go to a whole lot of large concerts, but was quickly reminded. 1. I hate crowds. and B. I'm short. No matter how close I got, there was someone at least two heads taller than me.
Grizzly Bear (this guy was at least 6'2")...
Beirut (at least 6' 7")...
The Decemberists (I could see them)...
and finally the Flaming Lips (these guys weren't really that tall, but tall enough for me not to see)...
Easily the highlight of 80% of the attending crowd and rightly so. Their performance took over an hour to set up and involved, pyros, a giant custom screen and lots of orange.
oh and then this happened:
Yes that is Wayne in a hamster ball. I'm under him somewhere. I had to leave the front because of the pushing (I was so smooshed that I wasn't even supporting myself) and I couldn't see. And as soon as he came into the crowd everyone fell over. It was like a blackhole. So I moved to the back where I could see and SOO enjoyed the concert thereafter.
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