Yesterday I reported for Vasabladet from the rock festival Rockperry here in Vasa. I got to wear a press card around my neck. It was me, Nicke H and Laura M. We were the team. Nicke did the audience interviews and the late bands, Laura photographed and I did the early bands.
Once I got in on the area, it took merely 30 seconds before a young, tough-looking boy came up and asked me if I was a transvestite. I was chocked, because I wore really straight, normal clothes: a jacket, a shirt and jeans. I promptly looked down to check that everything was okay and said “eeh.. no?“. Then I think he said “Then why do you wear those pants so far up“, but I'm not sure. I said “hmm.. I don't know“, although I wish I had been a bit more aggressive. His friend pulled him away.
I saw the bands and all, but of course my main concern was to figure out how people saw me, especially after the transvestite incident. I swear I saw people who whispered and pointed everywhere. It was not my imagination, either. My god, what was wrong. I mean I can understand that I didn't 'fit in' without a black t-shirt and a dull haircut and ugly pants, but not so much that I deserved pointing and wispering. It just wasn't right. Damn you people!
Well, I have to break it to you, I hardly saw one face on the festival that wasn't saying “Look at me, I'm absolutely stupid and won't do a thing about it“. Not one sensible face that said, “I know“ or something to that effect. Just “I like it when my head feels mushy“ faces. Damn you people! But it's not hard to figure out why, of course. The bands that played there weren't the ones that draw crowds of intelligent, nice, stylish people. The main attraction is Scorpions *crossing myself*. Then there's of course the whole finnish stupid metal elite. And I can hardly imagine that someone in their right senses would come to a festival like this just to hang out. Not anyone I'd like to meet anyway.
I guess all this was pretty obvious and maybe I was stupid to be surprised and chocked when I saw all this. Of course, it wasn't all that bad, because practically, I didn't have to be there too long, I got to leave with a car and sleep in my own comfortable bed, without any filth.
Well well, today is the second day of the festival, and I'm writing about Ismo Alanko and Maija Vilkkumaa among other. I'm actually hearing the soundcheck from here in Gerby. Sounds like when the Fellowship of the ring were facing the orc army in Moria. Now where's my Sting?
written by Mattias