Thing 1.
Meredith was wet and cold. But somehow this didn’t make it worse. In fact, it added to the experience, unifying all humans. Sure jackets leaked. Sure my rubber raincoat rained on the inside. But love found a way.
Thing 2.
The first inaugural red-head convention at the pink tree. This will surely become a novelty event to rival the gift. I tried to infiltrate them but I was sniffed out like a piece of bad cheese. They even sang the rusty-crotch theme song whilst holding hands and crying.
Thing 3.
Pretty Musical Acts. MGMT’s stellar live set. They were amazing and they played like a real band should. I am right and you are wrong. Kram “that guy from Spiderbait” with catchy driving rock and the ever special Little Red; nerds who are deservedly getting their own back. Man Man.
Thing 4.
Sneaking backstage. The excuse was “uh... our wristbands fell off”.
Thing 5.
We had a table and chair set called Charles. Sadly Charles died early and abruptly in the piece. It was my fault.
Thing 6.
Those little Meredith relationships. Whether for 5 minutes, a few hours, or the whole weekend, these people are your new best friends. However you both know it’s likely you will never see each other again. Unless you are desperate and try a few booty calls late one night back in Melbourne and then feel ashamed the next day.
Thing 7.
Other Musical acts. Tame Impala who are like totally rad Lo-Fi and shit. I mean that. They rocked out at 11am and gave me an erection. The fantastic municipal brass band that at the perfect morning hour regaled us with contemporary tunes whilst reminding us of olden times. Architecture in Helsinki who caused a dance safari. Incidentally Muscles was surprisingly satisfying.
Thing 8.
Even on Sunday morning it was clear that people had, by no means, lost heart. Amidst a tumultuous turmoil of tents blown over and leaking, so many people had still managed to find their tents and find unconsciousness. Many even decided to leave their legs outside the tent with body inside. Fun.
Thing 9.
Even the Ferris wheel attendants seemed to be in the spirit. As the rain got heavier they decided to remove the roofing from those little cages. Honestly why the fuck were people going on the Ferris wheel? It was fucking cold.
Thing 10.
The final little bit of sweetness was the Meredith pub. Where a fast growing tradition is evolving. Fish and chips for $6 never tasted so lovely. Well that’s lie but they were $6.
Thing 11.
We all look forward to next time. Which is actually not called Meredith but Golden Plains, but is more or less the same. Yay.
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