My crazy discombobulated hedonistic romance of a life has it’s perks more than I am inclined to admit or appreciate either in my day to day life or on this blog. Dysfunctional though I may feel, I have been granted certain privileges due to my unstructured way of living. Yesterday I attended the Treasure Island Musical Festival with my lover Kevin’s band The Frail. I was granted a V.I.P. pass and the chance to see numerous amazing bands such as Justice, CSS, GoldFrapp, Hot Chip, and more. The Frail’s Tent was right next to that of Hot Chip and Goldfrapp, and although we did not see them much the fact that we were positioned next to them made us feel really lucky (not that I’m in the band or anything).
We got to the festival by about 10am without much sleep. Kevin had been practicing the night before and we got locked out of the house at 5am. Fortunately Kevin jumped some gates and got us back in, though this pissed off Tracy’s roommate. The plush couches in the tent at the festival were much appreciated when we arrived at the festival you can imagine.
The Frail played at 12:30 and did an excellent job. The sound was well orchestrated and the view of San Francisco from behind the stage made for beautiful photographs. I was impressed with the performance, and the turnout was pretty good considering it was the first act.
After that we drank. As it turns out beer was free in certain parts of the VIP lounge. Other than that the drinks were horribly expensive. Later in the afternoon, I ended up meeting this guy who is friend’s with Kevin’s band and really hitting it off with him. I was very drunk and started flirting and went off with him for a little bit. I was having a good time, but it was a rather inconsiderate thing to do since I went there with Kevin.
I have never been to a music festival before, so I didn’t know what to expect but having the VIP pass and being able to access the artist quarters made the experience way better than I could have ever imagined. I was worried about crowds and not being able to see the performances. I was imagining sitting on the grass all day. Not so. Later we went to go see The Frail play again at the DNA lounge at an event called Superego. There was a fashion show and a number of popular local bands playing. It was a nightmare as I was really worn out and didn’t have time to change from the night before. I was also drunk and well…hmm… In any case, I didn’t want to be around people, that’s for sure. Everyone there was very dressed to the max. Sometimes San Francisco can be so image obsessed. I couldn’t care that much about how I looked even if I tried.
Kevin and I later went home and stayed up late. Tomorrow we are flying into North Jersey to spend a week in the east coast, where I’ll be checking out film schools, going to the beach, being creative, and eating a hell of a lot of pizza.
My brother and I were considering spending the ridiculously high price (considering we wouldn’t be utilizing the purchase to its fullest) for the sole purpose of seeing Okkervil River, heh.
If we had a free VIP pass… oh, that would’ve been nothing short of awesome! Sounds like you got a good deal, even if Okkervil River was no longer there…