Musicians

Only 2 ones after this, I told myself as I got ready to go back to school after a 2-hour lunch break. It was Friday again; they were coming fast. The funny thing was, everything just seemed so short, but then there was this large stretch of memory, and it was long. I only have 2 hours of class after lunch on Friday, and they went by pretty fast and uneventful as usual. The real highlight was after- the last FAT Friday. And then on Saturday I had the CERN music on the lawn festival.

Bringing my fully-charged camera and traditional Michigan gear, I walked down by myself at around 5:50 to the church. I could hear music right away as I got past the supermarket, and noticed one of those bouncy, filled with air devices. A drumset with amps and speakers was set up on a mild stage to the side, with current pop music blasting out. Kids everywhere, throwing water on each other, screaming in the hot sun. Earl and his friend were there, Earl of course bringing a book. We waved at each other and talked a bit. I didn't see many, or any, people there that I knew really besides them. Sure, I had seen pretty much everyone at school, but some were in high school or just from a different social group.

The interns of course warmly greeted me, asking me not unexpectedly, "I haven't seen you in months! What have you been doing?" and me saying I was busy. Which was true, really. The interns are really nice, actually. Most of them have English/Austrailian accents and are almost or already out of high school. One of them even revealed a wedding ring during a concert later on, saying they were getting married.

For some reason I just always feel really easy-going and social with people there, especially the interns. I talked with Larry (Illinois guy), which was cool. He seemed to be the same as when I had left. I also chatted it up with these two other girls that I see a lot at school. We talked about the school and summer plans. One of them was surprised that I described myself as "anti-American". She said she went to Singapore a lot and thought the US would be cool. I just gave her the "McDonalds, big, lots of stuff" ideas about why America was bad.

It was rather hot, so I put my sweatshirt in the bag-area. I hoped it wouldn't get stolen, but it was pretty unlikely.

Jess and the gang were hanging out in the other room, and we sort of said hi and stuff. The social groups got tedious, so I just went outside. People in barefeet passing by, sunglasses, good music, seeing the yellow from the sun; it was seriously summer.

The socialising continued, and we ate dinner. Grilled sausages, salad, the usual. I met another intern, who had longish curly black hair and cool sunglassed, and who turned out to be pretty awesome. She was the kind that made the younger ones, such as middle schoolers, feel awesome. Well, they all do that really, but she was just.... funny, talkative, etc. And she turned out to like classic rock like me, and she had even been to Ann Arbor. "It was a nice little student city. I liked that." she said. She mentioned school of course, saying it really takes gut/courage/some other similar adjective like that to survive at the international college; she'd gone there.

One of the Illinois (Larry's sons) interns named Dustin started playing guitar and singing on the stage, which was cool. It was just background music for now, but I went up to listen. He was pretty good; they had a whole family of musicians.

Then the real music started. First was Jordan Quinn, who I had seen at the Rock FAT. He played sort of more pop-y acoustic guitar and singing, but it was still good. He's high school age, and seems nice I guess. Ryan played a few songs, and even one with his older brother. They sounded great together, barefeet and strumming guitar chords. One of Ryan's songs was a Johnny Cash cover, but which some would say was a Coldplay cover. Apparently the former died before Till Kingdom Come could get released, so Coldplay "wrote it". Ah well.

I took lots of pictures and video, and the guitarist of Hallway Tussel, another band with Larry's youngest son the bassist, asked me to get good close-up pictures of them. Hot dog! I thought- being asked to take pictures of a rock band. Pretty much one of the best things ever. Unless, of course, you factor in the fact that instead of listening to the music, you're focusing on capturing them... but I didn't mind. I think I got some good ones.

The last music acts (there were really only three) ended, and we headed inside for what was supposed to be a photo mantage. Technical difficulties ensued, but we still had a tearful goodbye to a lot of the interns. It was sort of sad leaving, yeah, knowing I'll probably never see these awesome people again. Dustin asked for email addresses, and I kindly obliged. I gave Amy (English intern) a hug, said a somewhat misapplying "see ya" and went home.

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened." -Doctor Suess

And then today, I just went to the CERN Music on the Lawn festival with Joey. It was fun, but I sort of wish we stayed longer. There was one French band, that attempted an English song (it was okay, but accent-y) and then the rest was English. I saw Steve Goldfarb's band of course (The Canettes) and it was all pretty awesome. I got ice cream, and sort of wished I was with someone I knew better. Or at least with someone; Joey didn't seem all that keen on directly listening to the music. But I'm still glad I went. TOP has started, and apparently THE REMUS LUPINS are coming tomorrow. I am so pissed, and yet estatic. I mean, just gosh. Just geez. Just some on. You've got to be kidding me. My friends just seem to... I mean, it just seems like everything awesome is happening but I'm not there.

My day was also off to a bad start after checking the Detroit Red Wings website. I don't feel like talking about it, maybe later. Just...ugh.

Still two weeks (and four days). You've got to be kidding me.

I need a haircut. And click.