(No shit, right, it was a rock concert. Festival. Par-tay. Shee-yit!)

The whole fuckin' experience was worth it just for three bands alone: HourCast, Neurosonic, and my babes, o'course, KITTIE! I'm tellin' ya, those bitches be fuckin' HOT. I got my picture taken with Tara (guitar) and Mercy (drums). Yes, I'm fuckin' gloating. Trish wasn't at the show; Morgan stated that she was having "health problems" (rumors are she's leaving the band - I hope that's all it is, though, rumors) and I wasn't able to catch the elusive Morgan herself to pose with her. My pride and joy so far has been the fact that I managed to sneak in my digital camcorder and recorded their entire performance! (Gloat, gloat, brag.) I did it most for the Dud, though, 'cause we've always wanted to go see Kittie together since highschool, and we've never been able to. And now with her due in maybe as soon as a week, of course she couldn't go jam out. Not to mention the fact that she's all the way in El Paso now. Meh.