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DELTRON 3030 at LUMINATO
This past Monday, I went to go see a free Deltron 3030 concert down in the entertainment district. It was a part of the Luminato festival. I went with two others. As we climbed out of the Osgoode subway stop we realized it was raining pretty heavily. We were initially going to walk to Banh Mi Boys and save Korean BBQ for a lunch meal the following week at NXNE, but it began pouring even heavier and we ducked into the Korean BBQ restaurant on Queen Street. We ate beef and chicken and pork and shrimp and ox tongue and ox liver and a pitcher of Sapporo. My friend said our waiter looked like some dude in Executive Koala.
We left a communal pile of tips as we rushed out of the building, and headed towards the Luminato ‘Hub Stage’ to catch the Deltron 3030 show. We ran into my friend’s friend on the way. It was at the street corner just outside the Much studio. He was hopping onto his bike before he suddenly whipped around or something like that and he began talking to my friend. That asian VJ girl was sitting in the corner of the Much studio broadcasting and stuff, and during the whole ‘friend introductions’ and conversation I kept thinking I might be on TV. The conversation mostly existed so that it could yield to us the fact that we had missed a free Metric show. Essentially, the dude had just made us all really bitter, but the possibility that I might be on TV consoled me a bit. We did a lap around a downtown block before finding the stage. Just as we snuggled our way into the crowd, the show began.
Maybe ten minutes into the show, it began pouring. I was the only one with a rain jacket. We eventually moved under this gigantic veranda shelter thing in front of one of the giant office buildings. You couldn’t really hear the music properly at that distance though. My friends went to the washroom, and when they came back, I told them I was going to go back over to where I could hear the music and they said okay. I went back over to where I could hear the music, and then found an angle where I could see the whole stage instead of the backs of people’s heads. I secretly felt proud that Deltron 3030 had Asian people in it, but I never told anyone. The music was satisfying, though Del’s delivery was not what it once was in the studio. They played their ‘last’ song and sauntered off the stage.
Their departure before the encore was a lot less forced then all the other shows I’ve been to, which was weird because they had a whole little orchestra segment and a bunch of background vocalists. I still find the encore thing in concert culture really weird and awkward. Anyways, the performers came back out on stage and finished with that Clint Eastwood song that was released under the Gorillaz project and it was amazing.
I found my other friends in the Luminato lounge sipping on Mill Street. I went back to the stage area to buy a Deltron 3030 t-shirt then went back to the Luminato lounge. One of my friends was still drinking his cup of Mill St Organic. He downed it in a few minutes and we left the lounge tent thing. As we approached the building that was to lead us closer to the subway station, my friend turned to his right and vomited. He took a few more steps, went behind this giant support beam in the building’s veranda thing and barfed a second time. You could see the pieces of beef and chicken and pork and ox tongue that we had at Korean BBQ. They still looked raw lying there on the ground. The security guards stared at us, and then one of them made some joke about not having to be a janitor.
We then went into the building and used the washroom. As we left the building, we found one of those subway vent things spewing out warm air. We tried to dry ourselves there for a few minutes and then went to a Tim Horton’s. Then we took a subway home and talked about Gatsby and Shakespeare and Oscar Wilde and literature in general. The whole time I was thinking about what ‘friendship’ really means. I didn’t come to any conclusions other than some vague idea about never taking friendships for granted.
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