OUTSIDE LANDS

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“Life flies too fast to live it slow” errr…. “too fast to blog” - I haven’t been up to date with that new new I’ve been hopping from terminal to terminal. MY BAD! Lately I’ve been at a loss for words… either I’m too tired and delirious to transfer the complexity of my clutter onto pages, or I’m just plain old speechless.

***Three years worth of music packed into three days- Outside lands-. Kind of hard to describe the pace of the festival or the amount of acts I saw within a parks-length stroll, so I’ll stick to the highlights; METALLICA! NEIL YOUNG, Of Monsters and Men.

I decided to go solo- best decision of my life. “Im hungry” “I have to pee” #schedules #chaos none of that. Although I kept running into homies from back in the day- or people that I’ve never met who swore we went to high school together (I home schooled) - it was followed with a quick goodbye and I’d be off on my own again; exploring the seas of rhythm, amerced in the vibrations of the drums, weaving through candy-flippers and acid-trippers, up and down the gentle curves of the grassy hills- the wind lightly stinging my cheeks with bitter cold, from morning up until long after the sun had settled and my toes were as numb as my nose. It was a jolly time.

Gluten free- organic waffle topped with organic strawberries and a splash of agave, I still think about you from time to time.

Unfortunately I was unable to attend day three- jumped at a last minute trip to China- so I gave my VIP wrist band to this nice random. He said he was too chicken to sneak in and didn’t have the money to buy ticket. He loved Stevie Wonder, and I loved the way his face lit up when I handed him the keys to the “Isn’t She Lovely” castle.

China was cool. I had a great time performing F16 – but had the worst experience of my life trying to get back home. 37 hours of travel hell. I wont even get into it. Anything I write would cheat the severity, pain and agony of the situation.

Picture ‘The Terminal” meets “Lost in Translation” + infinity thumbs down times a trillion frowns.

Whats next: I fly to greece in two days- then I end up in Paris.

Stay classy San Diego.

–Colette