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But yeah, it took about 3 hours to FINALLY get into the parking. Oh this has to be the best part: Then! After you park your car, he get to be hoarded into a yellow school bus, filled with sweaty, drunken degenerates that is just crammed of course, and the big ol’ yellow bus takes you to the actual venue. I don’t know the exact number of kms from point A to B, (too tired to look into it right now), and while it took maybe half an hour through crawling traffic before we got there, it sure felt a lot longer when we were basically forced to WALK there at 12:30am! Left the venue at 12:42, made it to the car: 1:47. I still can’t feel my feet. Its not even that I mind walking that far usually, but after running around the place llooking for Annie for HOURS, and not wearting proper shoes, (my fault I know, but I had ten mins to prep for this, and I was sitll drunk from a polish wedding the night before), yeah needless to say, our feet were in PAAIIINN. We didn’t HAVE to walk, but there was no wayyy we were standing in the line for the bus. There were people everywhere pushing and shoving their way to the front of the line and there was two busses leaving at a time, who were unable to pass the traffic (one lane roads everywhere), so were stuff amongst all the other cars leaving the parking lots closer to the venue. Fuccckkkkkkkk thinking about it still makes me soo angry, it was so wrong. Everything, just WRONG WRONG WRONG!!

Another kicker! Didn’t even get anywhere NEAR to making it into the “dance tent”. As it turns out, some brilliant person thought it would be a great idea to make the dance tent, ALSO a beer garden! Meaning that due to liquor law restrictions blah blah the place has a strict limited capacity. The line up to get into the place… after 8pm…. 2 hours plus. I talked to the guard at the front, cause I was actually in shock, and wanted to know if hed seen Annie, and he said that after 10, most of the people in the line were simply not getting in. Other then Jay Z the only act I actually cared to be there for was Cut Chemist and DJ Shadow, but of course, there was no fucking way I was waiting in that line up, and I had already scouted out every jump fencing possibility. It was soo fucked dude, you would’ve flipped your lid.

But hey! at least water was readily available for four dollars a bottle!:)

I don’t even know what else to say man. I’m still having trouble wrapping my mind around it, just speechless. Yeah Jay Z was rad of course, cause its Jay Z and he put on a great show, but was 45 mins worth a day of HELL with thousand of drunken morons… probably not. The only other good part about the day was when annie and I flashed our worker passes to wease in through some back gate area.. then jumped a fence when no security guards were looking to find ourselves, literally backstage in the media passes only zone. Where they had this pimped out chilled “buddha lounge”, equipped with plenty of couches, chips+salsa, drinks… and someones stashed bottle of Yeiger. I told Annie not too…..

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Kasha Marchingpowder, genius, explains Pemberton.

I like how she spelled Jager