Wolfe Island Music Festival 2006
Wherein a bunch of kids from Toronto flock to Kingston in order to see a bunch of bands from Toronto play.
The Fembots, featuring guest vocals by the very talented Krista Muir (whose alter-ego, Lederhosen Lucil, was sadly not on the bill).
Lukas, Indra and Kate were completely captivated by the Chris Brown All-Star Band.
Dounia and I (being for the benefit of Mr. Hanson).
Summertime is such a climb!
The amazing Jon Rae and The River. With special guests, The Gnats.
I could listen to the Hidden Cameras play for the rest of my life. I LOVE them. What a fun show. (Even Maggie is smiling!)
Fist pumps were de rigeur. (The Hidden Cameras also played a more sedate set at the Sleepless Goat the next day. Sadly, I took no pictures.)
It's fitting that my only usable photograph of Wintersleep is in such warm tones, considering it was their sweatshirt that kept me from freezing my ass off after the sun went down.
The Constantines were tighter than a 19-year-old nun. As usual.
This was the part of the show where Bry Webb announced our impending nuptuals over the mic. People cheered. We kissed. I cried.*
*Lies!
(Now playing: "Scoundrel Babes", The Constantines)
7 Comments:
Ahhh... I'm being killed by the red eye! Demon!
Also, I love the Flashing Lights reference (I didn't want you to think it was lost).
"tighter than a 19 yr old nun" ...ha, yesssssssssssssssssss.
I seldom miss a Hidden Cameras show, and now I've missed 2 in a row. Clealy I'm no longer worthy.
BETHPAPERPIXELS!
Will you be at the Syd Barrett tribute tomorrow night? Please come and find me. I will be wearing a very loud dress.
OOH! would you mind... sending me those hidden cameras photos via email? i wanna show lief what a celeb he is!
I won't be able to email them until this weekend (I'll barely be home over the next few days), but you can always just send him this link?
As you have already deduced, I did not make it to the festival as I had been planning since last year's festival (quite literally).
Life intervened in the form of a tornado in Muskoka...long story, but suffice to say that the choice was taken out of my hands.
Your pictures make me feel like I was there, while simultaneously filling me with horrid envy.
So, thanks...and damn you to hell.
That is sad and also lame. A mere tornado? Pish!
Poor Mike The Stringer!
(Tiffo's excuse was way way lamer, though. A bridal shower! Anyway, you win.)
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