Festival season... what's not to love?
'Tis the Season
Ah, the sweaty crowds, shirtless dudes, and beer-soaked shoes. The free water that'd be refreshing if it were just a degree cooler than the temperature outside. Ganja hangs faintly in the air, and if you're lucky the rain will break the heat and not your phone. The reunions, the out-of-place old guys, and ditching the headliners to check out a side-stage act who starts forty-five minutes late, but blows you away anyhow.