This weekend three of my friends from Ithaca came down to visit, and we all went to the Virgin Music Festival in Baltimore. Since these friends know way more about music than me we didn't just roll in in mid-afternoon--no, we were there at 10:30 to make sure we didn't miss the first band. Fortunately, they were worth it: Kasabian (no, I'd never heard of them either). NSCV didn't pace herself at all. She was the only one in the crowd dancing during Kasabian, and boy did she put us to shame.
Other acts I saw (in chronological order):
Wolfmother
The Raconteurs
Gnarls Barkley
The Killers
Thievery Corporation
The Who
Red Hot Chili Peppers
The Flaming Lips
It was a lot of fun, if exhausting. I'll leave the reviews to the real critics (it's almost my bedtime) and share the language-geek anecdote behind this picture. I saw the sign hanging up at a booth selling some sort of roasted nuts (which didn't smell at all, by the way), and had to memorialize it. When I walked over to take the picture, I had to wait for a guy to take his own photo with his cell phone. As he started to walk away I said, "I guess we both had the same thought. It's just so bad."
Cellphone cam guy: "Yeah, me and my friends have this thing about Baltimore and its inappropriate use of quotation marks."
Me: "I thought it was everywhere, but this is particularly egregious."
Cellphone cam guy: "You're very cool."
Me: "You, too."
And then we went our separate ways.
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Hey - I thought I should tell you. You "smell."
Oh, sure, no pressure on me now to post a kick-ass review.
Yeah, pressures on Noel. The weekend was a lot of fun, i've started off with a review of Kasabian.
WTF?!? he had a cell phone, he obviously had a phone number. Should I have one of your friends nearby smack you, or should I just wait until you fly back in December?
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