The older I get, the more I find myself getting lost in experiences and memories. I've always been that person at a concert with her phone in the air, recording every second, instead of actually enjoying the moment. It's always been more of a "this will get so many likes" sort of notion, and less of an "I paid x amount of dollars to be here, so maybe I should actually be here."
As I mentioned in one of my previous posts, I had the opportunity to attend Governors Ball in NYC this past weekend. Maybe because the air floating around music festivals tends to have a "free spirit" sort of vibe, but for once, I felt like I was living in the moment instead of living on my phone. Thousands of people packed Randall's Island to partake in one thing, and that one thing was to listen to dope music.
With the help of Kettle Brand, my friend and I were equipped with as many chips and goodies as we'd need to get through a day of vibing, dancing, and walking around in the NYC heat. We got to listen to one of my favorite DJ's, Duke Dumont, who absolutely killed his set on the Bacardi House Stage. The only other DJ I've ever went to see live was Kaskade, and that show didn't stand within 4 miles of Duke's.
The Strokes headlined, and being able to hear them sing You Only Live Once live and in person is something I'll never forget. It was magical, and the entire crowd was in awe. They were who I was most excited to see over the weekend, as I have memories of sitting on my older cousins bed when I was 12 or 13, listening to her "high-schooler" CD collection. She was obviously way cooler than me, and probably still is. The Strokes was one that we always listened to, so naturally I had all sorts of nostalgia floating around under my hipster head piece.
Also, on a scale of 1 - how to make the day even more fun, how could you not get random strangers involved in your Kettle Brand chip consumption? There were lines, lot's of lines, and there's no better way to pass the time than to interview fellow festival goer's. Shout-out to these folks in the videos below who sampled and spoke to my iPhone. You the real MVP's of bathroom/photo booth/stage lines.
Several hours, days, chips, sore legs, and head pieces later - I'm still floating around on cloud 9 from my time at the Governor's Ball. I never thought of myself as someone who would enjoy music festivals, and now I'm living proof that people can in fact change. Except your ex-boyfriend. He's probably still an a**hole.
Until next year, Gov Ball! I'll be back.