The electronic music festival was more fun than a barrel of monkeys! i don't fully understand that expression really, seems like a barrel of monkeys, if anything, would be most everything but fun. and also really stinky. However, not even the thought of that can detract from the happy vibe i am still riding on from the past weekend. Benny Benassi (
www.myspace.com/benassi ) played on sunday night at 8, here he is in all his cute genius rocking my pants off, or um, something like that.
Whoever set him up in one of the smallest event areas was a big ol' nut cake, because people packed in there like nobodies business, i am in there in the general vicinity of my well placed pink arrow in the next pic, probably on my tippy toes busily squealing or something equally as dignified.
On saturday i got to see the Egyptian lover himself. Pelvic gyrating was involved on his part, and more squealing was once again involved on my part. he sang freakaholic. holy holy moly. if you care to see more of his sexy sexiness (you know you want to)
www.myspace.com/therealegyptianlover 
During one of his songs he walked up into the audience... he eventually stood about 5 feet from me and sang, but in this pic he is just on his way in, i am probably about 6 yards in the direction of my green arrow of awesomeness. at that exact moment i am probably busing myself trying hard not to have a stroke. though if i did stroke out, i don't think anyone would have noticed, thinking i was just a really spastic dancer or something. which i am, but thats beside the point.
Another cool thing on saturday was getting a chance to see Moby. i put in the wrong pic here without my arrow, but i was up on the balcony right above the sign..ish. somewhere in there amidst the throbbing masses. and you know how i love the throbbing masses, or, wait, what?
I had so much fun, and by the looks of this blog, i also managed to killed several important brain cells removing the ability to articulate myself any better than saying it was awesome about 40 times. but, no really, really, it was awesome.
Whoever set him up in one of the smallest event areas was a big ol' nut cake, because people packed in there like nobodies business, i am in there in the general vicinity of my well placed pink arrow in the next pic, probably on my tippy toes busily squealing or something equally as dignified.
On saturday i got to see the Egyptian lover himself. Pelvic gyrating was involved on his part, and more squealing was once again involved on my part. he sang freakaholic. holy holy moly. if you care to see more of his sexy sexiness (you know you want to) www.myspace.com/therealegyptianlover 
During one of his songs he walked up into the audience... he eventually stood about 5 feet from me and sang, but in this pic he is just on his way in, i am probably about 6 yards in the direction of my green arrow of awesomeness. at that exact moment i am probably busing myself trying hard not to have a stroke. though if i did stroke out, i don't think anyone would have noticed, thinking i was just a really spastic dancer or something. which i am, but thats beside the point.
Another cool thing on saturday was getting a chance to see Moby. i put in the wrong pic here without my arrow, but i was up on the balcony right above the sign..ish. somewhere in there amidst the throbbing masses. and you know how i love the throbbing masses, or, wait, what?
I had so much fun, and by the looks of this blog, i also managed to killed several important brain cells removing the ability to articulate myself any better than saying it was awesome about 40 times. but, no really, really, it was awesome.
