Those petitions are just so ridiculous to me. I heard the Glastonbury one was started by someone who isn't even going to the festival. And if he was, well, it's Glastonbury, there's literally a hundred other things going on for you to do instead of seeing a headliner you don't like! There's no need to shit on something that other people may like when you can just move on and watch something else. I mean, I spent an hour playing electronic drums with people dressed up as demons in the Hell labyrinth of Shangri-La instead of watching Mumford and Sons when I went to Glasto. That's what's supposed to be one of the drawing points of festivals- there's something for everyone's tastes and you're not forced to watch a headliner you don't like. (Unless it's Pemberton and the headliners are unopposed.)
Here ya go. This board is full of memories. I don't think all my wristbands are up there, maybe two missing? It's definitely not all my ticket stubs though, just most of the shows from the last couple years I've been to (and had a stub for). I've got another corkboard to start on but I don't think I'm gonna end up using it.
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Wow, so I just read through that whole thread again, and boy does that bring back some memories. This place sure did introduce me to a bunch of great music that I used to spend hours and hours listening to.
Shitty lineup aside, I can't believe they're charging $345 for each campsite!? And glamping is $1299 this year! Here I thought Sasquatch was overcharging for camping. At least you guys can potentially have 6 people to split the $150 with, Squamish is limiting their sites to 4 people! I just can't even comprehend how expensive this festival has become while offering such a shitty lineup that's probably still gonna manage to sell out next week. I'm baffled.
At least I'm gonna save a shit ton of money this year not going to any festivals.
Hi, in this thread we're going to convince you that Premier Camping is dumb.
It completely and totally is. BUT, considering general camping isn't included this year, I think she might as well pay even more to be able to spend the fest camping with her friends. I've always said, half the fun of a music fest is the camping. Of course she and her boyfriend would meet some amazing new people in general, but if you gotta pay no matter where you camp this year, might as well enjoy your first Sasquatch with friends.
I suggest hitting up Craigslist hard though, no one here is gonna have an extra premiere pass for sale. Hell, hardly anyone here is actually even going this year.
Good luck! And no matter where you end up camping, you're gonna have an amazing time. That place is pretty damn magical.
This has happened before when I've gone on medication, and seems to be one of the few indicators that the pills are actually doing something. Music just holds no interest in my life anymore. I never listen to any at home (I even misplaced my ipod, not having used it since October, I think?). One day a few weeks ago, I turned the radio off while driving. I drive in silence now. That used to bother me so much, and now, when my mom tried to turn it back on the other day, I just found the noise grating. Noise - is that all music has become for me?
I've tried to listen to some tracks posted in the upcoming albums thread and I can't even make it through to the end of each. Reading through speculation and rumours, not a single name mentioned gets that part inside of me revving like before. There's no spark. I went to a musical the other day and I realized I was that person who just sits there still, not tapping toes or moving along in any way. I used to say I didn't trust people that didn't move in some way when music was playing. That those people didn't have a soul. Is that what I've become? Honestly, it does kinda feel like something is missing, like I'm a bit emptier in there.
It's strange, it seems like such an antithesis to what you would think the medication is supposed to do. It's supposed to lift me up, out of darkness, yet that seems to be coming at a cost that keeps me from appreciating the parts that make the 'light' so wonderful. At least unmedicated, whether up or down, I could find solace or joy in music. Really, it all just feels so flat now.
Yeah, apparently the entire security team walked off the job by day two. davers has a great story about a friend that showed up to the gate without a ticket and a dog on a leash. One of the security guards at the gate just wanted to pet the dog and the other was hanging out of a tree high on acid, I believe?
So, if this year's fest is only half of the clusterfuck as that year, I'll be highly impressed. But I'm prepping for security guards dangling from trees on acid.