So all of you are well aware by now, this past weekend was The Real Cape Music Festival at the Cape Cod Fair Grounds. I wasn’t sure what to expect upon arrival early Saturday morning because I had been out of town all week and knew there was still a lot to be done before we opened the gates. And also, the last time I was at the Cape Cod Fair Grounds, I had accidentally taken ‘shrooms and threw up on a Carnie. So as I’m sure you can imagine, I was nervous. Both about accidental drug ingestion and Carnie’s.
I immediately knew it was going to be a great day because I found this super cute rain poncho that matched my adorable flower head band, and also there were golf carts. Hippie’s girlfriend and I claimed one and put a ‘VIP’ sign in the front so everyone knew we were important. I only hit one person, and it wasn’t a child. That alone is enough to constitute the day as a win.
The weather sucked but honestly, I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. I mean, I just felt like it was SO “Woodstock-esque” and it was absolutely the closest most of the people in attendance had come to a shower in weeks (I’m basically only referring to Hippie here).
The bands who performed were unreal. Regardless of weather, there’s nothing better than live music, outside, in the summer on Cape Cod. Everyone was in such great spirits even though they were covered in mud, sometimes cold and often huddled under small tents. It was so great to see all of our fans and supporters in the same place enjoying what they’ve helped create. Our favorite part of all of this was sharing it with you!
My second favorite favorite part (outside of the food I got from the Fiddlesticks truck because that shit was bomb) was telling everyone that the mermaid on all of the festival posters/signs/tickets/passes was supposed to me. I have no validation that this is the case, but she totes has red hair and I hold shells up to my face like that all the time so honestly, whose to say it’s NOT supposed to be me?
Another thing I enjoyed doing was talking to people who had no idea I was the Glitter Ginger upon meeting me. I love to start conversations about myself, pretending I’m not myself, to hear what they have to say. Then if they say something bad I can be like, “well I’m the Glitter Ginger and this is my music festival. Literally I’m like, on the signs, so get the fuck out.” Just kidding, I’ve never done that but I’m totally going to start.
Thank you to all of the performers, vendors, organizers and followers who came out this weekend. Also – huge thanks to the kid who volunteered as bar back that kept giving me two drinks, even though I only ever asked for one, because that was clutch.Facebook: The Real Cape
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