Friday Fuss | Shout Out

The Fuss Oppi reveller

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This is a shout out.

This is a shout out to the dirty-faced,
Cigarette in hand,
Beer on the lips,
And unapologetic

There is a beauty in the mud, dust and shitty yet always delicious festival food. The insanely late nights and the terrible wake up calls 2 hours later.
The trek to the hell that is “ablutions”.
The beauty being the reason we all drive hours, deal with crappy tents, spend far too much money, and spend hours at a time in the same place, pushed up against some guy who smells like he hasn’t showered since the last fest.
That beauty is everything I’ve already listed, but more importantly it’s the “live-ness”,
The fact that our heroes we listen to everyday are actually here. Right in front of our eyes.
The ache in our throats from our uncontested screams to the lyrics that beat through us and always will.
The mist, cigarette smoke and sweat that will devour and take us.

This is a shout out to the addicts,
And unforgiving

Written by Andrew Marais


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