Hola from Osheaga

There’s a sign to my right that says ”Massage” with an arrow. I’m intrigued. My limbs are in quite a bit of pain but enough complaining, more bloggin’! I can’t really upload the photos I got right now because Alanah’s disapeared with the camera wire, but I will do it soon soon! I walked out of the internet café just as the first few notes of ”Mushaboom” started playing and oh boy, yay! I love that song soooo much. Feist voice is creamy soft but incredibly powerful and seeing her in an environment like this was just amazing. I kept trying to walk away so I could catch some action over at the Vice Corn Roast but she just kept pulling me in, especially by playing 1234 which is undoubtedly (oh wow, I just required Tessa’s assistance for that word and she must have spelt it out about 10 times. My brain= mush) my favorite summer song. I finally managed to pull myself away and kind of danced all the way to la scene des arbres where Fucked Up was a pretty major contrast from the mom-friendly, according to T-dawg, Feist. Think topless 300-pound screaming man. Oh yeah! They finished a set by yelling ”Fuck you to Feist for stealing my look and fuck you to the Smashing Pumpkins for outdoing us in t-shirt sales!” I then walked around the site and checked out CLAASS who were taking over for Peter Bjorn and John who cancelled. CLAASS is Jordan Dare and members of We Are Wolves.

Ok, I think I might go take a little nap in the grass before Explosions in the Sky begins.