I’ve actually got stacks of stuff to write about; I’m in a back log of posts. But for some reason haven’t had much time to get on here. So I’ll start at the beginning and work my way through.
Two Fridays ago, Mark and I had a date night for the first time since we moved in March and went to Kingfest. I was primarily interested in going to see Sloan for the first time since I left for the UK, but about my 6th time seeing them in concert (I can’t remember how many times it’s been).
I don’t really like going to see bands I actually really like in a festival setting – it’s a different audience, many people there won’t know their music intimately, bands often do different sets than they would do in a more intimate venue. But this turned out to be pretty intimate, despite being a festival – crowd turnout was pretty low, Chris Murphy came out as an audience member for the Trews, Jay Ferguson watched Joel Plaskett’s set from the barriers at the side. And we could side on a blanket in the field away from the few rowdy ones and see them just fine.
I think the festival got better turn out on Saturday and Sunday, but Friday’s low-key-ness was great for a pregnant lady who was tired from a long working week.
I knicked the pictures below from someone else, I fully admit (they were in a public space not copyrighted so what the hell) – but I could have taken them myself if I had remembered the camera. There are more copyrighted photos here.
And Sloan are still cute as ever and put on a consistently good rock and roll show – nothing changed there. Have pretty much grown up with them – some of them have kids and spouses too now.