November 1, 2017

SOMETHING FUCKING WICKED

WTF IS “SPOOPY“?

 

Alot of you have recently been asking yourself this question…

Well this Halloween was a perfect representation of the word. Spoopy is a misspelled version of spooky. It is an adorable pet name term given in the place of an adjective. Much like any gimmicky routine the internet hate mainstream meme machine can generate and overuse to the point of general annoyance this creepy word grew on me.

DAY 1: SPOOPY ASF

It all started with a generous gifted weekend experience. Magic was in the air being so close to the actual spookiest day of the year. Constantly was I seeing on my book of faces advertising for a festival known none other than Something Wicked. Now I didn’t know what to honestly expect. So I got some edibles knowing security would “probably” be whack asf. ย This little robot was followed 2 more and a giant green jewel. I was lit asf fam.

My party of peeps arrived right at San Holo‘s set who created a great introduction into the festival. I was well equipped expect I forgot my phone being stoned. I was dressed as a shadow and rocking my #freeweed tee oddly enough I came with a unicorn. Being that this was a themed event…I wish I came in a onesie. So after stumbling around trying to listen to stages that didn’t produce enough sound for my taste I caught Buku. He was throwing around some interesting noises that got most of the crowd moving. I then proceeded to Graves which was unique and slamming us raw, and finally arrived at Rezz. Now here was a fucking amazing set that I stupidly walked away from to catch some of Space Jesus‘s. “THIS DUDE” proceeded to be the most WOKE WOOK ever. I didn’t care for the off snare. In the most random moment of us he called for us to cease dancing and to start a collective meditation informing us the dangers of herion and other opioids. I was done at this point with this lame bassnectar knockoff. ย I quickly hurried back to Rezz for more of the vibe I was used to at an “EDM Festival.” Since the best time to be a DARE thumper is during a DJ set right? I was dedicated to finishing her set and letting her sounds haunt and muse me so I could get away from whatever first world problems I was thinking about. By the time Borgeous came on I was falling asleep to his hype, which was a slamming set but the edibles kicked in. I was dead asf getting a back rub in the cold. After an overpriced bowl of loaded fries to Hippie Sabotage I was ready to ride my unicorn home.

DAY 2 STRANGER THINGS

The spoopyย intoxicatingly delicious in the air…and the cold had actually subsided a good amount. The day was fresh and full of good energy to the inner hippie chakra spirit animal shaman side of me. I decided to dress warm and eat a less lethal dose of edibles. But we will get to that part soon enough…

So lets start off with the beginning of the bad luck…
It all started when I broke the bong that morning. And then we lost basically a whole bowl of bud, it shifted the whole day. After a bit I noticed my festival ticket/bracelet was labelled 11666. (2 days later it got caught on a fishing hook and the 11 got ripped off now its just 666.) The spoopy was just one too thicc bih at this point.

As we enter the fest I was tricked into being a drug mule of a bit of bud. Which in turn alerted a drug dog and made me get additionally frisked. This was annoying and a complete waste of my fucking time. I whisked through a second round of security and bluffed that lil nug right in. A calm mind produces the reality it wants – like not getting caught over something small and dumb. I missed everything before Ganja White Night so you know oh well thanks Disco Donnie and Nightculture. However the homies were funky asf and pretty much of one the best sets I caught in a while, even though the visuals looked like a youtube video on repeat.
Zeds Dead was good but crowded and no where near the level of epic they were when I caught them at Euphoria. Tiesto was a trashy fucking disappointment and a lackluster waste of a time. But thank God or Satan or whatthefuckever for RL FUCKING GRIME…virgin Jesus fucking out his frustrations in heaven…this dude was on point. His energy matched the entire crowd and everyone was feeling it. RL GRIME brews up the magical elixir of what I could call a perfect set. Despite the experience being weird I had a pretty fucking spoopy time.

๐ŸŽƒshout out to Meganne, & Steph for making my weekend๐ŸŽƒ

 

tl;dr: had a good time 7/10
pros: amazing artist, solid stages, hella fucking spoopy
cons: meh artist, heavy security, weird asf time slots & whack ass line up contradictions

 
 
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