The perfect day. The perfect week.
No, seriously? How hard is it to have or accomplish a perfect day? I had three of them last week, and had I been in better shape and avoided a couple of undesired foods I would’ve had four of them. I, for the first time, went to a festival that lasted more than a single day and had an awesome time, the place was the Usine C and the event was Festival Kinetik 2.0. If you are a fan of Industrial music (not that nu-metal poserish trash) you must get to Montreal, Canada next May (sorry folks).
They call themselves “the largest Industrial festival in North America”, and while I have no idea if this is true, it was a loooooong weekend. Just think about it: Get up early, live your daily life. Then head to the venue, get there, buy some merch before it runs out (fight for it if needed). Now comes the nice part, load some Ethanol into your system and remain still (or dance if you have the thighs) for 10 hours. The music is wild and the bands are savages, but at the end of the night you feel so good the walk home (or to your hotel) seems like a glimpse even though it tok you an hour or so to get there (remember you spent the cab money on merch). Repeat the operation until over.
Now, four days later I am at my happiest. My feet hurt, my back hurts, my liver is angry with me and the timing for insomnical nights could not be better. I cannot say I am angry or mad at it, I am having so much fun not understanding what people say to me… even calling me drunk when I am not (maybe I should be). I even dared revamp my blog and delete its posts. A fresh new start (should rewrite my About page too).
I have got school tomorrow and should probably hit the sack as soon as possible, but then: I am so happy I just want to listen more and more music and watch more and more videos and stay up all night long.
Have you ever done something that made you so happy… you didn’t want to forget what it felt like?
It rocks, sweet dreams.
P.S. Here are some videos I took @ Kinetik: Link
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