The absolute best moments at a festival:
- The rush you get when you finally getting through the gates
- Being on the barrier and feeling far superior to all the punters behind you
- Seeing your favourite band side stage making whatever rubbish your watching worth it
- When your band finally sets foot on the stage and you almost explode from excitement
- When your band plays your favourite song and your singing so much you can barely breathe
- Leaving the mosh pit and actually being able to breathe again
- Getting to the front of the impossibly long food line
- Finding a vacant toilet that has toilet paper and no vomit in it
- Buying a tshirt before they sell out
- Seeing random friends that you didn't know were coming
- Filming really good bands so you can re-live it while watching rubbish bands
- Realising that you actually know heaps of songs that a random band is playing
- Meeting people who love your favourite band too and instantly becoming friends
- Discovering new music
- Seeing people in awesome costumes
- Seeing people in incredibly strange costumes and trying to guess what they are
- Taking your shoes off at the end of the day
- Finally getting to your bed
And the worst bits:
- Sitting through rubbish bands that are on before yours
- When your favourite band ends :(
- When your separated from your friends and there’s a tiny moment of panic when you wonder if you will ever see them again
- People passing out on you
- Getting bashed around in the mosh pit
- When there are two really good bands on at the same time and you have to choose
- Drunk/drugged up people
- Dying a little on the inside when you see the toilet and food lines
- When the tshirt you want has sold out of your size and your only choices are one that doesn’t fit, one with a rubbish design or bands that you hardly like
- Standing on the train when your feet are dead and you all want to do is lie down
- Losing your little map/timetable and having no idea where or when bands are starting.
- When your favourite band doesn’t sing the song you want them to sing
- When your fav band cancels and there’s no-one else worth watching at that time so you end up sitting down sadly hating your favourite band for not being there
- The bruises and other battle wounds that you discover the next day
(if you can think of anymore feel free to comment!)
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