Wow, it’s hot today. Summerfest is allowing people to bring in their own water; I don’t recall them ever doing that before.
Or bring in a camelback, to be filled at the fountains (and does anybody besides me think that some creative drunk will be filling one with beer?). Image below for Wife Sublime, who did not know what a camelback is:
I really do want to go tonight to see the Balconies, a Canuck power-poppy band that D-KW turned me onto. Braving the heat may be necessary; perhaps it will keep the crowds down a bit; last night seemed to be quite a busy Opening Night.
Here’s a rocker from the Balconies:
If I last, there’s Ben Folds or the Promise Ring later; Wife Sublime tells me that she works with one of the guys from Promise Ring, who have re-formed and are touring a little bit once again.
One down, second on deck, 9 to go.