Man Down! Man Down!
Sasquatch is over, I'm back in town and no worse for wear. Man, was it fun, though. Thursday night we were lucky to catch the oilers game in Creston, BC, near the border. Then we ended up joining up with the other group of three we knew were going to the concert and all six of us piled into pinner's van for the jaunt to the Gorge. At first it might not have seemed like a good idea to join up, what with the table being broken right away and the overall lack of room. But we made it work and it turned out to be for the best. We had a few roadblocks along the way friday and ended up missing trail of dead and tv on the radio. That kind of sucked but what can you do. Friday's shows (H.I.M., Bauhaus and NIN) were alright but we were looking forward to saturday and sunday more.
So me and Mike went a little earlier than the rest of the crew saturday to check out Rogue Wave and Sufjan Stevens which were well worth the price of admission. We then took a nap on the grass while listening to Architecture in Helsinki on the small stage. Then the fun began. It looked like it was going to rain so me and Mike made our way to the rockstar lounge to get some shelter. But, for the second day in a row, Red forgot his ID and we were pooched. Little did we know how grave of a mistake that would be. So, it started raining and we sought out shelter under the eaves of a rooftop while listening to the constantines who were rocking pretty hard on the second stage. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, it started pooring harder then switched to hail. And I mean heavy marble sized hail that was relentlessly pelting us and anyone in its path for what seemed like a good 1/2 hour. It finally tapered off and for the most part i was dry because I had a poncho to cover me up. But my feet were soaked to the bone, though (damn Chuck Taylors!). So, since my feet were soaked and I was wearing shorts, I was shivering for the next four hours. I felt like I had hypothermia but we kept on trucking. Next was the Hip who i would rather not even speak about because they sucked and I long ago forgot about them anyway. The Shins were really good after that. The lead singer's voice is really distinctive and it translates well into a live show. Supposed to be on the same time as The Shins on the small stage was Sam Roberts. I didn't really care to see him anyway but I learned later his and every other set left on the small stage was cancelled because the soundboard had been fried by the storm. Even the big stage was shut down for an hour and Neko Case's set was shortened to two songs.
Just before the flaming lips were about to come on they announced that ben harper would be going on instead then the flaming lips. That bugged me because I wanted to see the flaming lips. Well, anywayz me and mike watched a few ben harper songs then, being cold and miserable, headed back to the campsite. That whole day we didn't see the other guys. We did end up seeing my friend Pam and her friends a couple of times but that's it. It turned out the oilers game was on in one of the bars on site and we found out they won 2-1. SWEET!
Sunday began early like saturday. We had planned to all go together later in the day so we had some serious morning and afternoon partying time on our hands. Before we went to the the show that day there probably wasn't one minute where I wasn't eating something or drinking beer, energy drinks, water, rye Etc. It was a blast. We went to the show a little late and missed the arctic monkeys which was kind of a bummer but I was too drunk to notice. My only worry was finding some mix for my rye. We ended up losing mike and jay pretty early. So it was just four of us. We caught Matisyahu which was actually pretty cool and different. Then we moved further into the pit to check out Queens of the Stone Age which rocked (other than a screw up on "No one knows"). Soon after I realized my camera went kaput so there were no sunday evening pictures. I'm gonna have to depend on Plaizier B for those. We moved a little further back and checked out Death Cab after that. They were really good as well. I happened to meet a chick from Austin, TX that was pretty cool and hung out with her the most of the rest of the night. Just my luck, at a concert where American's seemed to be in the minority, I meet a chick from TEXAS! Anywayz, Beck set to finish off the night was a little uneven but, ultimately, pretty satisfying. So, that night I met that chick at her campsite, hung out for a bit with her and her camping mates, exchanged e-mails - which I ended up forgetting - and parted ways. I'm getting the feeling she forgot my e-mail too but oh well.
I got a solid three hours of sack time and then we were on the road monday morning. Travelling home went without a hitch, as it usually does.
I learned a few things this weekend:
Derelickt has no problems showing brain to perfect strangers at any time or any place
Plaizier B really likes the Flaming Lips
Barnfather needs to lay off the rye
Mike should carry ID
And pinner deosn't take kindly to certain mom jokes and eye gouging in the heat of battle
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