This weekend has been a wonderful weekend from heaven. Yesterday I was lucky enough to go to Field Day with my friend Melody and her sister Vanessa. It was a rainy and nasty day, but a surreal and great one too. The festival took place in East London (in Victoria Park), really close to my house, and had indie and electronic/house artists. It was set up like a county carnival, complete with a bucking bronco, life-size connect-4, cotton candy, and potato sack racing. There was even a fake cow milking contest. The crowd at the event were pretty much the most attractive group of people I’ve ever seen in my life. Vanessa summed it up nicely when she said that she’d seen two ugly people all day, and they came with really pretty friends. It was like a giant fashion show. So, I spent most of the day staring at people and surreptitiously taking their photographs.

The music was great. There were multiple tents with DJs, where people just danced their fannies off. We showed up at 3 o’clock in the afternoon, and the above picture was taken as soon as we arrived. People were just going crazy and dancing like maniacs. My kind of people. Of Montreal played later in the afternoon, which I was excited about. Unfortunately it was raining pretty steadily during their set, so I really don’t think I got the whole Of Montreal experience I hear so many people talk about. Though I did see a guy doing interpretive dance in a silver bag/cape, and giant balloons being popped over the crowd. Outside of the DJs and hyped up indie bands, there was also a small brass band that played in the middle of the festival, kitted out in brass band suits. It was fantastic.

Later in the day I went to the pub with my new roommates, and that was fun. Both of them are musicians, so I got to tag along and hang out in their studio while they played music until the wee hours of the morning. I love my life.

Today I ran around like a chicken. You know, with it’s head removed. I spent my morning before work, my lunch break, and my time after work filing papers for some extra cash. I know I’m in the right profession because I actually really enjoyed doing it. Sick, I know. But now I can afford the air mattress I’m picking up tomorrow. Now I have somewhere for all you suckers to sleep when you come and visit me. You’re welcome. I move into my new place on Thursday, so expect some lovely pictures soon.

After work I went to yet another iTunes Live show. Tonight it was the Ahn Trio and Haley Westenra. It was some classy stuff, and me and a friend were the youngest there by like 30 years. To give you an idea of the crowd, there were tables. With candles on them. The Ahn Trio were pretty bad ass. They are a classical trio, but they have a DJ/audio engineer for some of the songs they play. Musical pieces with some electronic beats in the background. Haley Westenra….. mmmm, not so much. I left when she started her operatic version of Danny Boy.

Tonight, I sang about my feelings. Jonathan and I went to a Death Cab for Cutie show, as I uncharacteristically won tickets as part of the iTunes Live Festival. Though they’re a band I would never pay to see, I was excited to see them for free. And it was nice. The show was held at KOKO, which is an old theater in Camden. As expected, everyone knew all the words. Hands were clapped and emotions were shared. I’m sure a girl in the audience cried because Ben Gibbard like totally gets her. If only her boyfriend could articulate his feelings the way Ben does. Sigh.

Das Pop opened up for Death Cab, and they were super catchy, fun, and Belgian. They used both a tambourine and a cowbell, which can only mean positive things. Also, the singer introduced a song as “romantic, yet upbeat”, which is how I will describe everything I like from now on.

Holy shit (sorry mom). Download Pete and the Pirates for dancey fun times. You’re welcome.