Coincidentally, the dates aligned and I celebrated Australia Day at my very first Big Day Out. For those who aren't local, Big Day Out is an annual music festival held in a few key cities in Australia and New Zealand around January. This year celebrates its 20 years of handcrafted festivals with acts such as world class skating and the music culture. General Pants Co. invited me to be their official blogger in Sydney and I saw it as the perfect opportunity to document my first Big Day Out festival.
I invited my friend Talia along, arriving at 10:30am. The weather was wet, raining heavily at the beginning but thankfully the sun came out to play after. I wore my new colourful dye top, which seemed to attract everyone, coming up to me with compliments (gotta love little compliments like that). Definitely wouldn't have gotten lost in the crowd with that pop of colour in my red jeans and fluro pink Breo watch.
We first went and saw Sons of Alamo then, walked around to check out the markets and stalls then went to (one hot sweaty moshpit) Bluejuice. At lunch we sat in the stands eating gozleme and drinking raspberry slurpee, listening to Boy and Bear before spinning under the mist machine to the tunes of The Jezabels. After that we swayed to the cool Kimbra (which can I say has me hooked!) and twisted in some Spanish/Latin tunes by Mariachi El Bronx. We missed Kasabian inexcusably trading that for some much needed dinner, eating spiral hot chips and drinking organic lemon juice, watching a bit of Tony Hawk skate and taking a little break before heading off to Foster The People, where I bumped into another friend Lauren. We left a tad earlier to wait in anticipation for Kanye West, who rose from the crowd to all of our surprises! We finished the night dancing and spinning in a ferris wheel to the electronic beats of Nero.
We first went and saw Sons of Alamo then, walked around to check out the markets and stalls then went to (one hot sweaty moshpit) Bluejuice. At lunch we sat in the stands eating gozleme and drinking raspberry slurpee, listening to Boy and Bear before spinning under the mist machine to the tunes of The Jezabels. After that we swayed to the cool Kimbra (which can I say has me hooked!) and twisted in some Spanish/Latin tunes by Mariachi El Bronx. We missed Kasabian inexcusably trading that for some much needed dinner, eating spiral hot chips and drinking organic lemon juice, watching a bit of Tony Hawk skate and taking a little break before heading off to Foster The People, where I bumped into another friend Lauren. We left a tad earlier to wait in anticipation for Kanye West, who rose from the crowd to all of our surprises! We finished the night dancing and spinning in a ferris wheel to the electronic beats of Nero.
To sum up my experience, overall it was a great festival and having a day just listening to tunes one after the other couldn't be better, except for my poor tired legs, but that surely would've been the best exercise I've done in a long time! haha. Another thing, most people ended up half naked. In my definition - bra armies and tank capes (not sure if that made any sense to you). In saying that, there were some cool festival outfits, with lots of prints and colours. I snapped some which you can see below.
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