Festival is in town. fifty bands per day and it's fucking ace!
they even have smaller punk bands playing on a boat that goes on the canal through town. the center of the city is blocked out with stages and tents and food and music! so good! everything is free too!
it's outrageous how swell this festival here has become with the years.
it's byfar one of the best memories I have of this city; walking through the different parts at the festival nights, it's like walking from jazz square to gypsy punk park, and then Cowboy corner!
saw some four man harmonica finnish band, they were fucking amazing too!
Sväng was their name.
said they were gonna play "gypsy metal" on harmonica haha, and it blew me away how good that song was.
the only bad thing is that everyone I know here is either my exxes friends or have moved outta town when I was away. I had such an easy time just walking up to people in america and having a good time all the time haha. but here I have some strange bias to how I think the culture is because I grew up here. I'm trying to whipe it off with this one.
so some weeks(month?) ago I had dinner with my sisters after coming home from america, and my sister looks through a sketchbook I had several artists draw in (musical and painters haha). I didn't know who or what he made, but it turned out I had a drawing from the creator of eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, who had drawn me haha. michel Gondry!
I recognized the name when I was in NY, but my sister was a huge fan and was just shocked haha.
Listening to: The Lowtides - Black Sand Beach