This weekend, I’m at DeLuna Fest in Pensacola Beach, Florida, dancing barefoot on the shores of the Gulf of Mexico listening to awesome music.
Today is our third day at the 2011 DeLuna Fest in Pensacola Beach, Florida, and we’re having a blast! We’ve seen a ton of fantastic bands, including Weezer, Cake, Cold War Kids, The Shins, Big Boi, and Matt & Kim, among so many others.
I already said it, but we’re having an awesome time. This is our second year at the festival, and the second year of the festival itself, which brands itself as America’s Original Beach Party, because Spanish conquistador Tristan De Luna and his crew had a crazy wild party when they landed on the beach in 1559.
It’s a great location for a festival – the two main stages are right on the beach so you can rock out barefoot in the sand, or bounce around in the surf as you hear the awesome music (there’s strict no-swimming policy, however). Everyone’s in such a great mood – how could you not be, with such great music?! – and everyone is so easygoing. I’ve lost track of the number of new friends I’ve made. It’s a complete departure from the day-to-day, where tensions can run high and delight is hard to find. That’s the great thing about music festivals – for a few hours or a few days, you escape completely from reality. I received a text message this morning about work and it took me several seconds to remember that I do, in fact, have a job I’ll be returning to shortly.
I’m looking forward to one more afternoon of great music, and then I’ll be headed back to Baton Rouge, a return to reality. But I’m sure I’ll be finding sand in nooks and crannies for weeks to come.