The last week a lot of my friends have come down with the sickness.
I don't mean the flu.
I don't mean a cold.
I don't even mean pinkeye.
I mean...the sickness. You know, festival fever.
Yep, these friends have it bad...and it's contagious and I think I'm coming down with it too!
As I was talking to a lot of people about festivals over the past four days, I started to wonder: is it really about the music?
I think...it's not.
Sure, I'm festival crazy like the next Glam girl. More importantly, I love concerts and other big music events because of the friendship. Going with friends. Meeting friends at shows. To an extent, the music becomes an added benefit.
The hot talk in my group this last week has revolved around Rocklahoma. Sure, there's the constant panic over the schedule, but the more pressing issue is making sure everyone gets on the same page for our little reunion. After all, Rocklahoma (and other such events) are just about the only time of the year I see some of my friends - and you know who you are.
So, again I say, is it even really about the music anymore? Sure, the headliners might move tickets - but I was committed to Rock Gone Wild before I wrote the first press release because I knew my friends would be there right beside me.
Some families go to Disney World or take cruises for their reunions. My friendship family goes to festivals - and that's ok with me.