A friend got me a Press Pass to the North Coast Music Festival and some VIP treatment at an afterparty. Upon thanking him for the access he told me that I could repay him by making a list on this blog that documented the worst things about the Festival. After inspecting the grounds I found I was really impressed with the execution of this first-time event. Also I am not currently at hipster-caliber in my knowledge of modern music, so I didn't feel authoritative enough to gripe about the music either.
Luckily, Jean-Paul Sartre taught me years ago that hell is other people. Who among us hasn't been to a concert and been annoyed by your fellow concert-goers? And have you ever noticed how you can divide just about all of the people that annoy you into about 7 or 8 different groups?