Sunday, January 17, 2010

The planning.


So I have spent the last week or so looking at the Big Day Out timetable, just trying to contain my excitement, but I think that the containment blew right open when Brett and I were watching Chanel [v] last night and there was an ad for the big day out, and it said that there was seven days to go (not in Adelaide, in like, wherever the first Big Day Out is). We really just exploded with excitement and I am sure that his ex stripper neighbour heard the squeals of excitement, but seriously, I have never been this excited for anything. I am an extremely unorganised person, but I am so ready for this that I actually have planned out my day already, and fuck me, if this day goes to my plan, it will just be the best day ever.

My Big Day Out plan starts at two in the afternoon with Kasabian. I really only heard of this band when their first single off their latest album played on Chanel [v] that time when it was their Ripe Clip of the Week. The first song I heard of theirs was Fire and it was actually amazing. I don’t know what genre they would come under, but according to Wikipedia they are an alternative rock, neo-psychadelia, indie rock, neo-Madchester, Britpop, Electronic... whatever that means. I listened to their album and discovered that I like pretty much all of their songs. I mean I haven’t listened to their older albums but this recent one is just great, and I actually can’t wait to see them live.



After Kasabian, there was this one hour and forty minute wait until the next act that I wanted to see, so I spent ages looking through the acts within that time to see if there was anything that I wanted to see, but there really just, wasn’t. I was having a talk to Sam Pratt a week and a bit ago about Big Day Out. She said she isn’t going, well that she hasn’t got a ticket yet, but she said that if she went, it would really just be so she could see this band called Passion Pit. She told me to listen to some of their stuff, so I got home and used my internet powers to download their album; Manners. The album has eleven songs on it, but every single one of the songs on it is like, amazingly mindblowing. Luckily enough, and by that I mean like, this is actually a miracle, they are playing during that blank slot, they start playing ten minutes after Kasabian finish... so happy.



Passion Pit end at quarter to four so then I have until four thirty to get back over to the main stage to see Dizzee Rascal. From here on out I am just too excited, I mean Dizzee Rascal is just fucking great, I actually love his music so much, and I think that everything off his latest album I just love, and everything else of his that I have heard is just great. As far as YouTube has taught me, he is even better live than he is in the recording studio, so he is definitely one of my top acts to see.



Straight after Dizzee Rascal leaves the main stage, Lily Allen takes over in what would probably be one of my most memorable performances, if it wasn’t for clashes. There has always been dispute over who my favourite female artist is, and I actually don’t even know. Sometimes it’s Katy Perry, sometimes it’s Lily, sometimes it’s Little Boots or Ladyhawke, but really, it is probably Lily Allen. That’s why it is so shit that I am only going to see like a half hour of her because of the mad rush I will be in to leave her to go and see who is by far my favourite male artist; Calvin Harris. I have actually been having dreams about seeing Calvin Harris at the Big Day Out, and I have also had dreams about sleeping right through the entire Big Day Out, but really I don’t think either of the two will happen. Now that I think about it though, there is a good chance that I will be at Lily and that I will forget to leave her to see Calvin, and such an act will most likely cause me to kill myself. Yes I am serious.



Devastatingly enough, Calvin Harris is on at pretty much the same time as Ladyhawke, but chances are that after I see Calvin Harris live, I will not feel any regret at all from choosing him over her, and at least, if he finishes on time this is, I will be able to see twenty minutes of Ladyhawke before I make my way back over to the main stage. When Ladyhawke ends at seven thirty, I will watch Powderfinger which, to be honest I don’t really care about but I do like some of their songs, so I’ll end up watching them until they end at eight thirty, and then that’s when Muse will take the stage in just, what will probably be the best thing about Big Day Out for me anyway. I mean I think that I like Calvin Harris more than Muse, but I don’t know, fucking, I am just way too excited... Muse!


6 comments:

tom smith said...

i went yesterday at the gold coast. muse were insanely good, and so were kasabian

Anonymous said...

cosma, you only listen to what safm tells you to. you suck.

Cosma said...

I don't listen to the radio, I only listen to what I like the sound of. Why don't you go overdose on cocaine and think you're cool.

Anonymous said...

lol I've never had cocaine
thought I'd check on your reply though!
ooh I get it.. I've heard rumours about this, you think I'm the writer of your 'rival blog'
well I'm just a friend of hers, sorry to break it to you
and she doens't think she's cool, she's embraced her freakishness. Maybe you should do the same rather than try hang out with the cool kids!

Cosma said...

I know you are a friend of hers, I know who you are, and fuck off with your rumours I have talked to people that were there when it happened so I know. I don't see Claire's as a rival blog, I don't see any blog as a rival blog, I just think that you are a fucking bitch, a fucking disgusting bitch who obviously has no interest in my blog but you read it anyway just so you can find something wrong with it, comment it and abuse me. Go fuck yourself you fucking ugly ass fucking bitch.

Anonymous said...

This has gotten out of hand.
Cosma, please, please do not continue to tell people what you wrote above- seriously, it's just not appropriate. You're just gossiping, it's my business, and as I've said before, quite incriminating so yeah.

I don't read your blog but I get told to 'check out the comments' and it's disgusting- if this person is my friend, I have lost respect for that friend, particularly if it's the same 'friend' who posted personal shit about me ages ago.

Also, who the fuck told you?!

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