17 Jul 2020

I was happily minding my business earlier today until I was rudely reminded by Instagram and Snapchat mems that this time last year I was having an absolute grand time at Splendour In The Grass.

Now, I’m getting all in my feels about Splendour falling victim to miss ‘rona. Another marvellous thing to look forward to down the wazoo. Great.

I had tickets to go this year, camp and see some of my favourite artists and musicians. Instead, I’m stuck at home witnessing a second wave hit like most of us are. It’s rich that I’m complaining, but I am super grateful for my good health during these times and completely understand why Splendour had to be canned. C’est la vie, hey?

As I scroll through my camera roll, watching terrible videos consistent of questionable antics and hearing my tone-deaf singing that I thought was the bees knees at the time, I can’t help but miss Splendour. If you’ve been, you know what I mean. But if you haven’t, let me break down what I miss and why.

 

1. You have no care in the world for three days

For three days, I can just have fun with my mates and watch my favourite musicians with bevs in hand. Like, nuff said. Honestly.

I don’t have to worry about work or what Mum is cooking for dinner. It’s just me, my mates, good music and my suffering bank account with all the drinks and food I’m buying. But hey, you look at the damage done afterwards.

2. Camping

Now if you’ve been, you probably think I’m actually mental for missing camping. It’s the middle of winter, the shower’s pressure is weak as and did I already mention it’s the middle of winter?

But truth be told, camping is half the fun. The party truly doesn’t stop. And a big bonus is being able to run in and out of the fesi at your leisure. Wanna get another jumper? Go and get it. Sneaky bev? Yeah, go on. Keep on partying? Absolutely.

Not to mention, you come across a lot of new people from different states when you’re camping. Good time to socialise, mix and make some mems.

3. Loaded butter chicken fries

Iykyk! I cannot stress this enough (CANNOT), but the staple of any festival is loaded butter chicken fries. It’s honestly the epitome of a chef’s kiss.

For only $10 (look, that’s a bargain at a fesi), you get creamy butter chicken dumped on top of golden crunchy hot chips. Ooooh man, I’m salivating thinking about it. I’ll die on the hill for that.

4. The laundry-turned-club

There’s a video floating around on the worldwide webs of people queuing outside a doinky looking laundromat at Splendour. Why? Well, that’s because you can jump in a washing machine and slide on into an iconic club. Talk about arriving in style.

Not gonna lie, it’s quite small and gets heated real quick but it’s still a vibe.

5. The glorious, glorious Amphitheatre

I’ve saved the best for last. The mighty fine Amphitheatre. It’s where you can find the mainstage and an absolutely mammoth of a hill flooded with people. It’s honestly quite the sight when you’re there.

I reckon what I miss the most is sitting on the hill with my mates watching Matt Corby as the sun went down. Pure bliss, I’m telling you. Pure. Bliss.

To be honest, I feel a lot better now finally getting my repressed feelings for Splendour out somewhere. Fingers crossed 2021 will see miss ‘rona slain so Splendour can get the greenlight so I can witness the Gorillaz in the flesh.