So, one of the big events of this summer was the Arctic Monkeys concert, which you all probably know about by now. They're my favorite band, the concert was a blast and I thought it couldn't be surpassed - but as it is, I was wrong!! And here goes why...
I went to the SZIGET Festival, which is probably the largest music festival in Central Europe!! The whole thing started out as me wanting to go to the Imagine Dragons concert only, but then Jake Bugg and Bastille were announced, and as I absolutely adore them too, soon I was standing with two tickets in my hands. Two tickets and nobody to go with. Really, finding a friend who was free at the time, was willing to go and willing to buy tickets was a real pain. That is why I was so grateful and relieved when my friend Nisa said she'd come with me, even for two days! She had to come here from a different country (!!) and she even stayed at my place, so that's commitment, but honestly, I'm so glad that I went with her in the end, and not anyone else. Really, I am. Also, her amazing dad offered to take us there and back every day, so we didn't need to use the public transports and deal with the canned tuna effect for two hours.
Our first day didn't start out so brightly, as I - unsurprisingly- left my camera at home. Yay me. We had to go back. Then, once there, we didn't know where to get out of the car. Yay once more. But once we stepped out onto the street, everything suddenly fell into its place. With my ticket, I could go in through the VIP entrance, which had no queue, and boosted my ego quite a bit. I was in within five minutes. Of course I had to wait for Nisa, but that too was way easier standing in the shade, leaning against a tree (maybe it was a fence) and fanning myself with the passport I was given.
So once we were in and noted that there are more than a few people around, we got out Festipay cards and went on a quest to explore the island. As it turns out, we were not that successful, and we missed quite a lot of fun places, like the 'Before I Die' wall and the Luminarium, but at least we got to the main stage soon and had a first row spot for Jake Bugg...
...who was the first act. He was about five minutes late probably since, as we kindly observed, he was just doing drugs backstage, but then he put on a show that went way beyond my expectations. Thing is, I like Jake Bugg. Not as much as the crazy fangirl next to me who was screaming "Fuck me Jake!" all along, and whom I wanted to beat up by the end, but I like him. And even though I used to think that's embarrassing, it really isn't. Because he might only be twenty, but his music is damn good. And he might walk onto stage bored as hell, already thinking about going back backstage to continue doing drugs, but the crowd still went pretty crazy, and most people still knew the lyrics to his songs. And that probably means something. Wait, where am I going with this? Anyway, he's ridiculously good looking too, though Nisa doesn't agree with me on that one. She also kept calling him Jakie Boy, so that's his new name from now on.
Following Jake, we went a little closer to the stage and ended up in the third row for Imagine Dragons, who came on about 45 minutes later. So much standing, but again, it was worth it. Because, up until this point, this was probably the best concert of my life. Dan Reynolds, the lead singer, was making real effort to entertain us - he walked around the stage, went into the crowd, poured water over us
After Imagine Dragons, we went to find the
Now, every day has got to have a low point, and if I had to name the one of August 13th, I'd no doubt say it was the Skrillex concert. You know that Inbetweeners episode in which Simon experienced moshing for the first time? Well, imagine that with approximately 70 times as many people, naked and sweaty bodies and screeching electronic music that is slowly sawing off your ears (aka dubstep - sorry guys, not a big fan of it). I mean, the music alone was kind of bearable, but the two incredibly drunk and incredibly shirtless guys next to me, who were shoving me around were not at all. Thankfully though, Nisa - being the outgoing one from the two of us, who can actually make friends - started talking to these French guys who let us in front of them thus blocking the guys who acted as if under electrocution. And then this other random festivalgoer told me to dance, so I did and we had a decent five minutes. But then, of course, the French dude got weirdly inappropriate and it was time to leave. Or at least that's what I tell people, I mean, I'm not going to admit that a Skrillex concert freaked me out. So we were pushing our way through the endless sea of people, having people touch us in all the wrong places, and I really felt like this is the end, but then we eventually made it out, and off we were to Miles Kane.
Miles Kane is known as the less cool version of Alex Turner, and I didn't know his music that well until this point, so I wasn't sure as on what to expect. I didn't even recognize him at first, because he cut his signature Beatles hair. But then we found a perfect spot in the back with space for us to dance - we weren't going into the mass of people following that Skrillex thing - and were simply having fun for the rest of the night. Miles Kane was really good too, and I felt bad that he got banished to a small stage in a tent, but oh well. Some people, ahem Nisa and I, still like you Miles!
So once Miles Kane ended, we were hanging out for a bit, then Nisa's dad picked us up, which we were so thankful for (we were already being pushed around the whole day, no way did we need more of that on the tram), he took us to McDonald's where we had burgers with meat that probably wasn't chicken but I was too tired to care, and then off we were to bed.
Needless to say, we didn't have to make an effort to fall asleep.
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