Firefly 2016. Oh my goodness. What an absolute dream you were. One of the best weekends of my life. The music, the company, the weather, the atmosphere. It was all a fantasy.
I've said it so many times before, but live music is my favorite thing in the entire world. There is nothing I love more than that feeling of music shaking you to your core. I'll never get enough of it.
Concerts are like my addiction. I spend way too much money but I can't get enough of the feeling. And music festivals are like an overdose of this happiness, excitement, complete bliss that I feel when I hear live music. It rocks.
I'd say after three years at Firefly Music Festival that I am pretty much a festival veteran, and, yes I will be sad to not go to Firefly next year, but I will undoubtedly be at other shows, eyes closed, swaying back and forth, to the sounds that grab my soul.
So thank you Firefly, for my three favorite summers ever. I wouldn't trade the memories, sounds, feelings, and friends for anything.
There were so many incredible moments that the entire weekend was really just one big highlight reel but if I had to name a few...
-Tame Impala. One of the top three best concerts I've ever been to. The lights, confetti, visuals, Kevin Parker, everything. I can't even put into words how truly happy, stoked, dazed, and speechless I was.
-Third row for M83 where the bass blew out our ear drums in the most painfully awesome way.
-The remarkable surprise of how RAD Louis the Child was.
-Crowdsurfing at Major Lazer.
-Throwing glowsticks inside the tent when we couldn't get enough of Deadmau5's set.
-Peanut butter sandwiches at 3am with my best friends.
