Hey guys! Last Saturday was the smashing Virgin Mobile Free Festival. Rob and I didn’t get “free” tickets this year, because they were all sold out when we got online to claim them (they went out FAST); so we had to donate a few, minuscule bucks to worthily snag ours. The suggested donation price wasn’t too bad on our pockets because it was all for the good cause of donating to charities anyway and also contributing to the fund to keep the festival free EVERY year! We also had the golden opportunity of attending last year’s first ever free festival made possible by the pair of tickets I won from California Tortilla’s giveaway. Ah, for the love of free swag…
On to the clothes that weren’t adequately visually represented: I was wearing a really light and silky a-la-70’s dress passed on from my mother, and a pair of flat, lace-up boots. The 60’s–70’s hippie look is still very common to see around music festivals, but to be honest, I really wasn’t thinking of that when I picked up what clothes to wear. I guess the outfit just psychedelically resonated from my mood! Even though the festival was moved from summer to fall this year, the sun was still scorching. Being the cautionary chic that I was, I made sure to wear something that had good air flow, allowed for dancing movement, and had decent coverage! I just wished there was some sort of dress code policy like they have at theme parks (e.g. Hershey Park) that at least prohibits wearing underwear as tops, especially at a place where there is no age restriction.
Professional cameras weren’t allowed to be brought inside the pavilion, so it was nearly impossible to take awesome close-up shots of the performers. I had my mini digital cam with me, but that is all I own anyway! I really need to start investing in an SLR, but I haven’t given it much priority. I keep wishfully waiting for generous storks to start delivering free Nikons to people’s houses instead of babies. (Storks don’t actually deliver babies.) I’ll send you my address when you find me that stork! Wow, it seems as if Virgin’s Free Fests have spoiled me. Anyway, I had to post these photos taken by Josh Sisk for The Baltimore Sun to let you see some of the bands that played:
Pavement– A lot of people came just to see Pavement reunited after 10 years! It was Rob’s and my first time seeing them live; although, he had to wait for a longer time to see them because I found out about Pavement much later than he did. He may be cooler, but I’m luckier. I got somewhat emotional when they played “In The Mouth of a Desert.” We were also SO close to the stage when they were on!
Joan Jett- I secretly was the most excited to see her more than anyone who played; thus, I have two photos of her here. Joan is like the mother of rock n’ roll, but sadly, not a lot of people were as psyched as I was to have her there. She kept having the audience participate, but people didn’t seem to recognize her songs. They only started going wild when her most famous cover, “I Love Rock n’ Roll” played, probably because Britney Spears covered it, too. *rocks n’ rolls eyes* Anyway, Joan did say some pretty outrageous sexual remarks on stage, which surprisingly enough, didn’t get the audience too excited. PS: Sorry Joan, you may be cool, but I just don’t approve of your tank tops. Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros– They put the hip in hippie. It was such a dramatic transformation for Alex Ebert from his former band, Ima Robot’s look and style. We didn’t stay too long for them because we had to catch some of our other favorite bands. Band show overlaps during festivals happen, so we carefully planned who we were going to see and when we were going to leave to see the next! Jimmy Eat World- We missed a little bit of Jimmy’s show, but I really think they’ve gone a little too emo for our tastes (or they were going back to their old over-emo-ness). Rob and I still wanted to check them out for nostalgia’s sake. M.I.A.– We stayed for a few minutes to see her expecting she’d do something as crazy cool as what she did on Letterman, but nothing too cool happened except that her backup singers were creepily draped in black monk-like cloths which reminded me of the ghost in Spirited Away. Neon Indian– I love how stylish these guys are! As some of you fashion bloggers may know, Ronnie is one of Jane Aldridge’s closest buddies from Texas. Because of that, I am heavily attached to this band, and they’ve only had one album! I had known about them way before I got into fashion blogging, so I was foremostly attracted to their digital sounds. After reading Spin’s article, I also found out that frontman Alan Palomo was among us in the pit during Pavement’s show! Chromeo– If the tiny dance forest at the pavilion had a maximum limit capacity, Chromeo would’ve been outlawed. These dudes probably attracted a fourth of the event’s population. It was getting a little gross being too close to people under the heat of the sun. The dust from the ground carried by the wind probably made people as trippy as they were, but it was a lot of fun jamming to Chromeo nonetheless! LCD Soundsystem– They were the headliners. We love them and the humongous disco ball that came from the stage’s ceiling. James Murphy still amazes me with his Kermit/Morrissey-like voice, because for some peculiar reason, he either looks like a dad or a youth pastor to me. Or Robert Pollard.
The other bands that played that day that we didn’t get to see were: Yeasayer, Thievery Corporation, Ludacris, Sharam, Maximum Balloon, Sleigh Bells, The Temper Trap, Matt & Kim, Wolfgang Gartner, and Modeselektor.