The culmination of travel, music, and positive lifestyle has thematically struck again. I found myself drowning in all three of them this past weekend along with some Mystic Mama, and I couldn’t have had a better time. Good people, good tunes,
expensive good beer– what’s not to love? This past spring, Eric took you through his epic foray into SXSW 2014 with some wonderful shots and engaging storytelling. My follow up is a little closer to home is where the heart is: Bunbury Music Festival 2014 in Cincinnati, Ohio. But first? A trek up to my hometown of Cleveland for a little preface featuring Bonobo and ODESZA before heading back down 71 South.
The Opener: House of Blues // Cleveland, Ohio
Not the worst way to commence a long drive: If you look closely, you can see this is actually a double rainbow. I spent the next several minutes trying to remember how exactly these majestic natural viewings came to fruition through light; however, I need a bit more
intelligence quotient time to study with Neil. Fuckin’ beautiful sometimes, that Planet Earth…
The House of Blues in Cleveland is one of my favorite venues to visit. It’s got an intimate setting and a sneaky fast bartending service.
This time I’d be seeing two artists– frequent SituPlaylist mainstays ODESZA (pictured above) and Bonobo. Wes and I are massive ODESZA fans, and our crew ended up meeting the production duo at their merch stand after the show. Cool dudes. #Fangirl.
The Headliner: Bunbury Music Festival // Cincinnati, Ohio
The Rooftop Arboretum. Or, the view from Drogon’s eyes. More on this in a sec…
And here it is: A sensational gaze of the Ohio River cuddling with Bunbury’s Main Stage. I do believe X- Ambassadors were performing at this moment in space, and time. Shoutout to the Ohio University Bobcat Ms. Annie Jagoditz for the flawless hospitality!
Enjoying another view from the building all Cleveland Sporty Spiced up with my old LBJ jersey dusted off. The King announced his return just as I was walking out of my apartment to head to the 513; I had to perform a quick kit change in celebration.
Chipotle, posted up, like a boss, feeding the masses, in your neighborhood, office building, and, now, your local music festival.
Wild Cub makin’ ’em shake after I chose not to end my Bunbury experience prematurely by consuming a half-chicken half-steak, extra corn burrito (that would be for the subsequent two days, however).
My friends have a term for this group of uniformed individuals: Fun Sponges.
Ein bier over the unanimous favorite performance of the day: J. Roddy Walston and The Business, seen on the River Stage.
Everyone’s favorite ginger and one of my oldest pals Brett links up with one of his kin– Lydia Loveless. Gal has a helluva voice and was another whimsical show(wo)man.
Dusk, all but completely melted into dark on the Ohio River. And, with it, the epitome of relaxation and contentment.
It wasn’t quite the roof, but Annie had generous neighbors who invited us to their overlooking pad for the headliner, Empire of the Sun. Simultaneously, the Cincinnati Reds had their Friday night fireworks painted all across the summer sky, just beyond the stage (see: below).
Not a bad nightcap.