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The One Where I Go to An Outdoor RockFest
Right now I am sitting in my brother-in-law Greg’s house relaxing. Hubby & I came down to attend RockFest 2009 in Kansas City with Greg & his wife Lisa. It’s been great to see them & I wish we could do it a lot more often. Yesterday Hubby, Greg & I attended RockFest (Lisa was feeling quite ill with a migraine & was unable to come with us).
We arrived in time to see the bands we cared to see…or rather listen to as we weren’t about to push through the mass of people to actually get near the main stage. With two stages, bands alternating every 30 minutes the wave of humanity ebbed & flowed past us multiple times. We guarded our blanket island as best we could against the onslaught of drunken, high & mostly naked people. For the most part people weren’t too rude…although they were pretty oblivious to my white body laying under the beating sun & unblemished sky. I did apply two layers of SPF 3000 sunscreen (ok SPF 60) so that I got some nice color without needing skin grafts afterwards. We lounged on a hillside between the 2 stages, listening to the good, the bad & Ron Jeremy (yes this is the “celebrity” brought in to introduce the various bands)….I was just hoping I didn’t actually have to see him as I’m afraid of that would do to my eyes.
We enjoyed some very good bands (Shinedown, Theory of a Deadman) and did our best to just people watch during some of the lesser bands. People watching is an art when there are 50,000 milling around. Of course being blinded by some of the attire or rather lack thereof was a feat in and of itself. Seriously people—this is NOT a nude beach! I have nothing against bare skin….I just think that there’s a time & place to show all your private bits off & a concert where I may have to see it is not that place. I guess I don’t get out enough anymore but I’ve never really considered walking around with my butt crack partially exposed…not even when I was a much younger, smaller girl. I guess that proves I’m getting old. I’ve officially reached an age where I judged younger people based solely on their attire, public behaviour & tattoo placement.
Of course in direct contrast to the large number of wanna be nudists there were nearly equal numbers of people who took the 90+ degree weather as a challenge to see how many layers of black clothing they could wear without actually melting like the Wicked Witch of the West. I guess all I can say about that is embrace it & let your freak flag fly. If the enormously pregnant lady can walk around mostly topless, smoking a cigarette then you should be able to wear all black with combat boots & neon green wool tights.
I did have to make a decision on whether or not I should work on getting a contact high. There was a nice breeze blowing & I’m sure if I tried I could have inhaled enough to become fairly happy. Of course there was also the smell of beer, sunscreen & food cooking.
I spent a lot of my time stretched out on my back watching the poplar seeds float past as the music infiltrated my brain. It was glorious to feel the sun bake into my muscles relaxing them to a state of near jelly. I didn’t sleep (very hard to actually reach a state of sleep when the bass is vibrating the ground underneath you) but did find a very restful state where much of the stress of the last months melted into the earth. It was nice to feel that at peace & stress free. Definitely something I need to feel more of in my life. While I can’t escape from home very often I am sure that when I get back home I’ll need to find a nice spot in my yard, plop down on a blanket with my headphones and just stare through my sunglasses at the sky until I’m one with my surroundings and I can face the world.




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