What happens at Sausagefest stays at Sausagefest. That’s been the rule since day one, 11 years ago. Having said that, I can talk about some of my own experiences this year, the best Sausagefest I’ve experienced to date.
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Sausagefest 2012 has come and gone once again. This year for me was full of new music, new flavours, and new faces. There were still four alumni from my record store days. Older, wiser, maybe a little fatter, definitely a little greyer. All four of us sported white somewhere on our heads….
Meat and a few others has spent the previous night seeing Tenacious D. I’m hoping I can get him to do a concert review because that’s a tale in itself. Suffice to say, I can’t imagine a better preface to Sausagefest than a Tenacious D show.
Meat, myself and a first-timer named Chris made the trek in my vehicle (Dougie Carmore) rocking to the “D” and stopping only for beer and ice. We arrived at our hallowed, sacred meeting place in record time and began setting up camp.
For me, that was pretty easy since I have chosen to sleep in my car most years. The new PA system was set up and shortly thereafter, the rock began.
The countdown was different this year: A top 75 instead of 100, culled from the 31 submitted lists. In addition, 31 tribute songs, one for each submittee! A total of 106 songs plus comedy sketches and about 10 “LeBrain” bits about the tunes, trying to do my best Jeff Woods impression. The countdown took two evenings and I don’t know how many hours….
But it was solidly amazing all the way through. That first night, we heard my tribute song which was my #1 this year: “Strutter”. We also heard plenty of Rush, tool, Sabbath, and everything else too. And that was just the first night. Saturday, we’d hear the top half…
The equipment was (mostly) put under a tarp, and we all went to our respective sleeping places. I say “mostly” because not only did Meat leave all his clothes outside, but he also seemed to have soaked his laptop charger. I awoke in the middle of a thunderstorm. I think the storm lasted about three hours.
Then, I discovered that my car stereo was out. Kaput. How? Must have been the storm. But it wasn’t a fuse. We went into town for an amazingly greasy good breakfast and hit up a car parts store for fuses. It wasn’t a fuse. At presstime it isn’t fixed yet. So my car stereo is busted, and Meat still doesn’t have a charger for his laptap. Would we trade the weekend in for anything else?
Of course not!
Check back later for part two.