It is forty eight minutes past midnight, and the festival is over. After a classical downpour yesterday the festival grounds were sodden. Planks were put down in those areas most frequented to save the people from the mud.
As the day progressed the weather got drier. The first acts were delayed, but then they took place. The day started with a free jazz show followed by various acts.It was all music that was more or less accessible. The day finished with a man playing a cello and another on drums. Both were amplified to a point where they were almost unbearable to the untrained ear. Still, the music was interesting enough.
At home, it was realised that this duty had been forgotten in the tumult of the day.
Enjoy a private bottle of beer and write these few notes. There were over two hundred exposures made yesterday and today. That is enough to keep a soul busy with editing for a few days
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