SAM! SAM! SAM! SAM!!!

I just got back from a wonderful evening at the main Bluesfest stage. Tonight was Sam Roberts… and it was absolutely surreal.

Surreal because it poured on us and I loved it. In the flashing stage lights you could see the glistening of a million drops of rain mixing in with the thick plumes of pot smoke filling the air. They put on an amazing show with the lead singer singing his lungs out and his band just spot on with energy. I haven’t had many “omg this music is so beautiful moments” but I definitely had those tonight. There was just so much spontaneity and energy in their music that it melded together like a fine jazz band… except in bluesy rock form.

I haven’t heard any of their new stuff, but I MUST get my hands on their latest album. Their last song was a spacey Pink Floyd-esque song with psychadelic stage lighting and guitar riffs. The song went on for at least more than 10 minutes, with many of those minutes spent in guitar solo bliss and the band just absolutely rocking on in the climax. I swear, they sound like a newer version of Pink Floyd!

Again so glad that I invested on the week long pass… and more so that I’ve found someone who enjoys going out and checking out these events as much as I do.

Note: talk about hotboxing the outdoors!

We had our very first game of Ultimate Frisbee this season and I’m hooked. I think our team did pretty well for our first game, and considering that for many of us it was our first time playing ever.

We lost 18-10, but the score doesn’t tell the story of how we dominated the second half. The first half we were completely clueless as to what to do and the strategy of the game, but we picked it up pretty quickly. We outscored and outran our opponents after half-time, which I think is commendable as the opposition had played together before (and they were also decked out in their custom team uniforms).

I’m also really happy that my cardio, endurance, and stamina have moved up a notch this summer. This is probably mostly due to all the cycling, and it’s very noticeable. If I was playing something like this in April I would’ve gotten destroyed by half time. It doesn’t help the fact that I had to change shirts mid game because of the river of sweat pouring out of me… but as long as I don’t gas out I don’t mind.

Now all we gotta do is practice on our passing. Damn you little disc!

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