best day of summer

(...ever).

you know those things in life that just leak nostalgia, no matter how different they are each instance? i think of ice cream trucks and christmas mornings and birthdays and family traditions when i think of nostalgia.

the other thing i think of is the westword music showcase.

the wmsc happens once year, at the beginning of the summer, and it's the best day of summer for me, every year, hands down.

essentially it's a day of:

~ music. almost a hundred local bands playing in 13ish venues all day, sets back-to-back at each venue.  

~ sun. it's been three years and counting, and each year, it's been hot and summery and sunny.

~ friends. each year i've gone with different, fun people, and it always shows me how awesome my friends are

~ loyalty. each year they add new bands, but many fan favorites (and ones i love) are repeaters. such as boulder accoustic society, kinetix, air dubbai...

~green transportation. we ride our bikes down to the golden triangle, the area on broadway where the venues are located, and walk around all day.

~ people watching. there are more crazy people at this music showcase than i have ever seen. ever. EVER.

~ heat. i love that it's hot and sunny and the venues can be stuffy with sweat and energy and people. it just adds to the fun

~sundresses. it's fun to wear a short, summery dress all day.

~bars. i don't go to bars. they aren't fun for me. however, on this day, they really are, and i remember when they used to be fun.* *note: bars are gross in the daylight.

~ all day fun. it starts as early as 11, and ends as late as 10 or 11... i think. i've never made it right at the start, nor til the end, but i've stayed for hours and hours.

~ Arbys. there is an arbys on the corner that everyone goes to. i would guess they make their whole year's worth of revenue on that one day.

~ personal growth. each year it's around the same time, which makes it easy to see the marked differences that i make during each year, and allows for personal self reflection. funny how a concert can do that...

so i reiterate: nostalgia. as funny as it may sound, this all-day, once-a-year, summery fun day leaks, oozes, breathes nostalgia for me, and i can't wait for it each and every june.