Let the games begin
Rock festivals have a special taste about them ... like body odor and hardening mud. I can't wait to get out to the grounds of this year's Outside Lands Festival in SF's Golden Gate Park to get my first whiff.
My buddy Glen and I drove down last night from Humboldt County, checked into our rather 1950s chic hotel room in the city, and are now freshly showered and plugged in to the Internets.
Ladies and gentlemen, meet Glen Cooper, 31, of Washington state:
There's a laundry list of bands performing this weekend, but I'll keep it to a short list:
Pearl Jam
Incubus
The National
Autolux
Q-Tip
The Duke Spirit
The Do Dos
Built to Spill
Kinky
Silversun Pickups
And, of course, Tom Jones
That's just one day folks. We're making our schedules now, trying to plot out some harrowing conflicts. For instance, on Sunday, the legendary (to me) band Ween is bisected by MIA. What are we to do? The station KSLG has gotten us all so addicted to MIA that I may have to duck out for a moment or two to catch the band's international sound.
Yikes. At least Ween is playing for two hours.
Anyhow, we're off in a few moments to search out the press tent, find Will Call, and see if this silly chain of events comes to some kind of enjoyable conclusion.
More photos and words to come ...