Prolog: OK, it's no news that I am a weird kind of fan. Somehow, I always want to be around "my" bands - well, that of course is not the weird part. But generally, I'm very reluctant to talk to them, unless I've really got something to talk about. Otherwise, it's just awkward. So basically, seeing them around is great, going by and saying hi would be great (if I knew I could leave again right away and would thus dare), really getting into a conversation would be fantastic (and utopic, given my small talk skills ), starting to talk to them and not having anything to talk about is a desaster.
So, back to Månefestivalen. The Saturday started out very nice. I went by the literature scene, understood pretty much, actually, and it was quite fun. But: It was raining, so my mood was way down, of course.
I had planned to go over to Fredrikstad to find something to eat there (the choice of food on the festival ground was pretty limited), but after strolling around a bit and walking over to the supermarket and back to the hotel, it was already quite late, and I wasn't too fond of getting on the ferry, running around desparately looking for Kebap places and jumping right back onto the ferry to go back. Plus - there might be some rockstars walking around that you might or might not want to talk to, you know...?
So I spent some more time around the festival (it wasn't even raining anymore), discovering a great impro theater group (that I saw a few more times that weekend, they were really funny!). Then at some point in time, I settled in front of the main stage, with my book and a drink, waiting for the band before Skambankt to finish. And of course always being on the lookout for rockstars. *g*
The Skambankt concert was great (check out the report on http://skambankt.konzertjunkie.de
, if you like). And this time without tunnel vision.
And then it was weird fan girl time! Because by then, Kaizers were "in the house" and walking around, of course. Or well, mostly running around, so there was no way to walk by anyway. Good. *gg* Except for one exception - so I spent the next half hour deciding whether I wanted to go by and say hi or not...
You don't want to know how often you can change your mind in half an hour...
In the end, I did NOT say hi, but mostly because I was too late and didn't want to ruin the groupie hunt... *cough* Some people COULD do that a bit less obviously, I think. Uhem...
Anyway. Then it was time for Tommy Tokyo, which I enjoyed pretty much. And after that, I bumped into the Skambankt guys and got my questions... well, not really answered, but I could ask them at least.
So that was quite nice.
Then a fantastic Kaizers show (http://kaizers.konzertjunkie.de
, if you want to know more), and as I didn't spot the people I met throughout the day after the concert, I went home right away. That's something I've learned by now - don't hang around after concerts hoping and waiting for things that are not going to happen. And it IS never going to happen that after a concert, the band comes out, points at you and says "we want to talk to you!"
(And if it WOULD happen, it would probably mean something bad, right?
So, all in all a great day. I'm used to the fact that at festivals with "my" bands, I'm more busy watching out for the band members than enjoying other concerts. It's stupid, but that's the way I am... and well, this time it was two great concerts, so no reason to complain.
OK, the next day. Yeah, this would be a great day! Sunshine, warm, and no rockstars to watch out for! And especially no pondering about "should I walk up to them", "what should I say", "did I just make a fool out of myself" etc.
Just a quiet day, without thoughts that make my head explode...
I actually wanted to see the impro theater again, but obviously they had given a wrong time, at least there was nobody there (I did catch them lateron that day again though, luckily
). The literature scene wouldn't start before two hours later. So I decided to take the ferry over to Fredrikstad, walk around a bit, find something to eat and just relax with my book. I did take the ferry, I walked around a bit, found out there wasn't really anything to see, didn't find a Kebap place and wasn't really hungry anyway, and decided I could relax at the festival site as well, so I went back pretty soon.
Got off the ferry, and... bumped into Terje + wife.
In a way, that made my day. 'Cause that was what had been missing a bit the day before (even though it hadn't really been missing, everybody was so nice the day before as well, but you can never get enough friendly smiles, right? *g*). And at the same time, it ruined it.
Why? Well - back to being on the lookout for rockstars. Back to pondering "argh, did I just make a fool out of myself???" - yep, of course I did. But then, it wasn't my fault, it wasn't me who started the small talk. _I_ would have turned around and run away. But that would have looked even more foolish, I guess...
And yes, I AM bad at small talk, and even worse at small talk in Norwegian. And I wasn't prepared. *g* So I spent the rest of the day thinking about how big a fool I had made out of myself, whether it was my fault or not, and what else I could/should have said. *argh* But then, it was so nice! He could have just walked by...
Anyway. I went on to the literature scene, couldn't concentrate, walked on a bit and stumbled onto the impro theater again, yeah! =:-) Then back to the literature scene to some Swedish poet who was performing his poems to music. SO cool! And I could even understand most of it! Well, another Swedish artist...
The rest of the day was rather uneventful - first I spent some hours reading, then it was time for Katzenjammer, who were great again, and the rest of the bands were just annoying and/or boring. Which means that I went back to the hotel after the first two songs of the headliner - but there were hardly any people there anyway.
So that was it - 12 days in Norway! Now I gotta go home again. I don't want to, but I'll be back.