This weekend sees Stephanie heading off to the Port Fairy Folk Festival. Liz, who would sooner eat her own eyeballs than listen to folk music, is going to stay home and spend some quality time with her cat.
(The cat also hates folk music. And, for some reason, Radiohead.)
Now, regardless about your feelings towards the music, it can’t be denied that folk festivals attract a certain … demographic.
Hippies.
Bless their peace-loving hearts, but the only thing worse than a hippie is an upper-middle-class suburban hippie wannabe. Think the Morgendorffers. Think Homer Simpson’s mother, although she was actually pretty great and who wouldn’t leave Grandpa Simpson? Yes, all of our examples are cartoons, but that doesn’t change the fact that any folk festival is going to contain at least some of the following:
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I’m particularly excited about the opportunity to see Christine Anu, so ner.
OH MAN, I DIDN’T KNOW SHE WAS PLAYING! But I still can’t think of anything worse than a folk music festival.
I feel like I kinda have an excuse for my remaining hippie-ish tendencies because I grew up in the country where there were actual hippies… But folk festivals still aren’t really my thing either. The food and stuff is pretty good, but there is also expensiveness and people crowds and music I probably don’t know.