Its Musicfest Time!

12 Jul 19
1015 hrs.

     Yes, it is Musicfest Time and the lineup includes Colin James and Tom Cochrane. Should be a real blast. Music, festival food and lots of people. My Better Half volunteers with the Vendor Crew that is headed up by Miss Gail. It's a lot of work but it's worth it.

     The MND, Harjit Sajan, was in the Valley for graduation of the latest batch of Cheezies and for the formation of the new 418 OTU Squadron. This will be the unit operating the new FWSAR unit. I wonder if Harjit read my book. After all, I did send him an autographed copy. He may have, being he's ex-military and it's a military book.

23:30 hrs

     We are several bags of mini donuts into Musicfest and there are two days left. There are other foods as well. A smoked meat and rib truck, dragon bowls for you veggie fanatics, burgers,  hot dogs, north american asian fusion complete with fries. There is even a Mac & Cheese truck. I tried it and gave my Lobster a bite too.

13 Jul 19
00:45 hrs.

     We are done for the day. Colin James is still belting out the hits. In fact, right now we can still hear him playing at the fair grounds as we are standing in the driveway at the Wayward Inn. As the crow flys, that's a distance of over several klicks.

06:30 hrs

     Oh, glorious coffee! You are my  morning ambrosia.

     We will be headed down to face the throngs of displaced musician wannabes all of whom will be tapping their feet to a mis-stepped beat and air-strumming their invisible Stratocasters with their Better Half saying, "You know you can't play guitar? Why do take a lesson or too before you think you're playing like Lifeson!" To which you reply...  silence. You're in the groove, enjoying the moment and looking like one of four or five or six hundred other idiots all tapping and strumming in synch with their cerebral tempo. "Honey, you want some mini donuts?"

14:45 hrs

     I'm sure you've seen these mindless twits. You know, the ones who are constantly squinting their eyes because the sun is blinding them. A problem that is easily remedied if they would only turn their damn hat around so the brim is shielding their eyes.

     Old blues, Woodstock rock are the hit of the day. Tonight is Tom Cochrane with Red Rider. It will be good.

     The food vendors are doing a bang up job. Well most of them are like the regulars - the mini donut guy, the wood fired pizzas, the Greek truck. That Mac & Cheese truck is not so hot. The Jr. Couch Monkey could turn out a better product.

     In other news...Hurricane Barry is taking out Louisiana and the lowlands, some moron decided to throw incendary devices at a Hugh-ess ICE facility and was shot (and killed) by ICE agents, we have no mosquitoes harassing us at Musicfest but when it comes to wildlife we have plenty of loons.

     Right now, I am up at the Grassy Knoll stage listening to a harpist while drinking a cold beer. Time for an $8 hotdog.

14 Jul 19
07:55 hrs

     Last night, my Lobster and I survived watching Tom Cochrane in the rain. Initially it had started to rain during the preceding band. The clouds had been building for quite some time and when the down pour hit the less sturdy souls cut and ran. We stayed.

15:00 hrs

     My Lobster and I went to the Barn Stage to watch an interpretation performance artist do a bit called the Moaning Yoni. It was about a young girl discovering her sexuality from the point of view of her lady parts. Yes, you read that right. It was presented with humour but at the same time it was kind of weird. Oh well, different strokes for different folks.

19:30 hrs

     Musicfest is over for another year. The show was still going on but for us it's over for another year. It was enjoyable and I highly recommend it for anyone who hasn't seen it.