Last post I spoke about my arduous week of school. I plugged away, kept my nose to the Mac, and finished the bulk of my assignments. Now I am a firm believer of the age-old and still very relevant expression “all work and no plays makes (insert name) a dull boy/girl.” With that in mind, the weekend was time for me to relax.
And by relax I mean spend all day Saturday at a house/dance/techno music festival. Creamfields 2010.
Bloody Beetroots
Normally I wouldn’t advocate for going to a concert that I could see at home, but this concert was different. Australians love their house/dance/techno music. It is the music of their youths. Where Rock & Roll spoke to the hippie children in the 70′s, house/dance/techno music pulsates in to the heads of the Australia’s Generation Next, killing thousands of ear cells one song at a time.
Think I’m kidding? Walk in to any local coffee shop around here and rather than some hipster-beatnik-indie music playing lightly, house music is pumping, lightly.
I, admittedly, know very little about house/dance/techno music. In fact, I had no intention on going to Creamfields 2010. Yet Australia has developed my sense of spontaneity. So Saturday morning, when my roommates were all getting ready to go, I hopped on the bus and got ready for who knows what.
It has taken a while, but I have finally learned to keep an open mind and not have lofty expectations. Going in to the concert I had no idea what to expect, therefore, I had no expectations. Doing that helped turn Creamfields 2010 in to something epic. Saturday, May 5th will surely stand out in my mind as one of the best days in Australia.
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