Noisettes, The
What's the Time Mr. Wolf?
It was hot. Sweat couldn't find enough places to fall out of, but smiling gangs of music fans danced from tent to tent, as if their tight pants weren't chafing, and the hair wax streaming into their eyes wasn't blurring their vision any more than the scalding yellow rays seeping into their brand new festival tans wasn't going to hurt in the morning. Day One.
Short-short neon colored track shorts and tight denim cutoffs also seem to be popular among the male congregation. The girls are in dresses, bikinis, and giant sunglasses; straw hats of all shapes and sizes abound. The crowd is here from Canada, the UK, Australia, Mexico, and all over the states to revel in their hipness, and burn, burn, burn.
Day one in brief:
The Noisettes kicked off with a shot of adrenaline: …
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