Summer vacation at Roskilde Festival

This year, like last year, I went to Denmark to enjoy a week of constant beer-ing, smoking and concert-ing.
The Roskilde Festival is one of the largest festivals in Europe, with around 100'000 guests every year. It started in 1971 and is a non-profit festival which gives you a little better conscience about "wasting" an entire week, as your money dosen't end up in some rich pig's pocket, but like this year helps clearing mines in Congo.
I like doing charity, especially if it's as fun as the Roskilde Festival =)

The entire week is packed with fun and partying and wonderful music. But there's only one experience I want to write about from this year's festival, and that is the...

The Streets concert.

Me and the other campers had been sitting around beeing really down after some bad illigal substances, waiting for the concert that started at 1 am. After a while the to others almost yawned their jaws off and went to bed, but me and Liv-Tone stayed. As soon as the other to had left, we got a kick of energy! We bought huge pineapple-drinks and ran around having fun and talking to lots of people (me half blind, as a manged to poke a pineapple leaf in my own eye). So when the concert started we were in good mood and our drunkness was just perfect. 

I think I have to mention that The Streets isn't my favorite artist. Nor Livi's. We'd heard the most famous sonds, like "Fit but you know it" and I love "Dry your eyes", but other than that isn't rap our kind of music. But as the line-up wasn't the best this year, we felt we had to go to the ones we knew of.

But this turned out to be the best concert I've ever been to! Mike Skinner (aka The Streets) really knew how to put on a show. He talked a lot to the audince and made us laugh, whoop and flirt with eachother! We danced during all the songs, but the climax of it all was when he sang (rapped?) "Dry your eyes". For those who don't know this song, this is a sad love song about breaking up.
It was so good I forgot the lyrics as I tried to sing along with a beer in one hand and my lighter lit in the other. Suddenly Mike interrupted himself and said "Oh, my God, you've got your lighters on!" and then he got really excited and started crying to the crew "Turn the lights off! TURN THE F*ING LIGHTS OF!". And The Orange Stage went black, and on the big screens they showed the mass of people: It was just an ocean of lights, like a great wave of a starry sky! Mike continued to sing (rap?) and, I felt outside myself. It was so wonderful, the feeling of love and sadness and beauty at the same time. It sounds cheesy but I know that everyone who was there will agree with me.

It was just AMAZING!