I planned to go to this concert back when I was in Moscow, all for one band - Blessthefall) But while in America, I started doubting whether I should go or not. Then I decided that there's no point in sitting around doing nothing, it was time to party, since half the summer had already passed and I was still just sitting in one place)

I woke up in the morning, Veronika drove me to the station, I got on the train and headed to Westbury with my bike) Since I would have had to walk for about an hour from the station, which isn't that cool. But while I was traveling, after transferring to another train, it turned out that the train didn't stop at my required stop, but stopped at the next one. It's a good thing I managed to print a map at Veronika's house, and it just happened to cover the area near the next station. Only thanks to that map was I able to navigate out of the confusing wilderness and get to the concert venue. It was on this day that I felt the full joy of riding a bike, as it saved me a ton of time and energy to get to the concert.

I arrived, and it was such a huge fest, a massive open-air territory, a bunch of different stages, probably 5-7, tents with branded t-shirts and other band merch, tents with hippie trinkets, food stalls... And a ton of people moving from side to side... and the people were so hyper-creative - you wouldn't see that in Moscow... I've never seen so many types of creative hairstyles and hair colors anywhere. Everyone is so bright and cool) and no alcohol anywhere. Everyone drinks water, which is free if you have your own bottle)

The BTF performance itself went great))) It's just a pity it was short, about 40 minutes, since it's a big fest... And what radically surprised me was the attitude of people towards each other and the security) People around treat each other much more carefully than I usually see at concerts in Moscow) Back home, this crushing mass is mostly aimed at personal survival, no one cares that you might crush someone. Here, everyone pushes so gently, without any aggression or fight for survival. Although the drive was still no weaker than in Russia)

The security amazed me even more. In Moscow clubs at concerts, it exists mainly to throw people climbing onto the stage face down. With the goal, apparently, to teach these "upstarts" a lesson so they don't bother the musicians. Here, the security... caught those who jumped off the stage) So that the person, God forbid, wouldn't get hurt falling down))) This is just unbelievable!

After the concert, I wanted to catch the band to shake some autographs out of them, but I encountered another oddity) Crazy fans surrounded the area where the musicians were supposed to exit, and when the musicians came out just to leave, crazy screams of "Oh my God!!!!" started. Then the security took the musicians by the arms, opened the gates, and led them through the crowd at a super fast pace, and some insane individuals ran after them. Creepy, I haven't seen such abnormal fanaticism before)) Back home, it seems to me, people treat musicians of this genre a bit more calmly)))

Summing up, I want to say that I liked my outing like crazy. And again in the morning to work, you wake up, everything hurts, but your soul is singing) It's worth living for such moments)