Saturday, October 28, 2006

Only in London

Just got back from walking downtown to the LOLA festival. In the non-stop rain that is known as 'Late October in London.'

LOLA is the "London Outside Live Alternative" or "Live Outdoors London Alternative" (or something like that,) Festival where they block off the main drag downtown and set up two stages for all day 'alternative rock' concerts. It's the first outdoor live music party aimed directly at us kids - as opposed to all the Classic Rock outdoor shows that happen every weekend during the summer in this town to the great joy of every old fart who thinks that Geddy Lee is God.

I guess, I shouldn't complain. It's something anyway. It's a start to London's official plan of making this a "Creative City" - in the naive hope that all us 'creative' types won't get the hell out of here as soon as we split from high school. And of course in inviting and welcoming all "diverse" people (whatever the hell that means,) out there to leave Toronto and join us - and thus contribute to the tax-base revenue.

But geez, did they have to give us a weekend for our outdoor celebration right in the middle of MONSOON season! That kind of says it all. Just another example of The Man sticking it to us kids.

Sorry for being such a buzz-kill, but I'm soaking wet after standing around in the rain for the past four hours listening to the likes of Sheena Swearword, the Outta-sites, the Sacred Cows and the Electric Shoes.

The thing goes on till near midnight but I could already feel the ammonia settling into my lungs so we split. Besides, I have a feeling that those rumors being spread on FM-96 that 'The Killers' were going to make a surprise appearance, just ain't gonna happen.

I'll say this for it tho - it blew the shit outta Sun Fest and Home County and those other outdoor craft shows masquerading as music festivals. Maybe next time, the powers-that-be will give us those time slots on the Calender of Events.

But I doubt it. After all, those would be the same people that sink hundreds of tax-dollars annually into bringing a Comedy Festival to a city that's universally known as 'The Town that Fun Forgot.'

Gawd, I can hardly wait till I'm old enough to move outta this Gwengontanamo prison!

2 Comments:

Blogger Butch McLarty said...

Hey Trout, you been peering in the window again when Honey Pot and I been doing the Stuffed-and-Mounted Boogaloo?

All night long
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4:37 PM  
Blogger Sonny Drysdale said...

Actually Trout, I was in the Bavarian the other day having a pop and there were a coupla dames in there couldn't have been a day over 65. And built? Like the proverbial brick shit-house.

5:14 AM  

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