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The final day’s line up included Ryan Bingham and the Horses, 80s band The Cars and alt-rockers Arctic Monkeys. I got an early start because I wanted to see Toronto’s own City and Colour. I’ve seen them live twice but have such a strong love for them that I had to see them again. The sun was beating down stronger than any of the other days with zero humidity. Beads of sweat were dripping down from everywhere by just standing still. I’ve never seen them this up close and Dallas and the boys were as heartwarming as ever, giving shout outs to Canada as often as possible, telling stories about how they used to attend Lollapalooza growing up and being humbled by being able to now play it. There’s just something so Canadian about these guys, that for those 60 minutes, it felt like home.

The next few hours consisted of me walking around the park, taking in the atmosphere, checking out the food stalls (anything from gyros to chicken tikka to pulled pork), getting some great swag (I’m a huge sucker for band t-shirts) and experiencing the oh-so-disgusting port-a-potties. Shudder. After a brief rainstorm (not helping the mud puddle situation) during which bands continued to play, and hard core fans remained outside the sun came back out just in time to catch Nas and Damian Marley. Nas was great on the mic, rocking a Blue Jays hat, and Damian even did his own rendition of his father’s “Could You Be Loved”. The Foo Fighters were headlining and though I saw them years ago, I was especially looking forward to hearing them play an acoustic set, specifically for “Everlong”. But about ten minutes in, the skies turned into the apocalypse and within seconds it started to rain like I’ve never seen before, and I got drenched. I was uncomfortable, covered in mud, shivering and had water coming out of my pockets. My co-goers didn’t have the strength to wait it out, but I had to. In a true battle of me vs. the music, the music won.

People were walking around barefoot, others created mud slides, a lot of people losing clothing. I trudged through the mud almost losing a flip flop along the way, and made it over to watch Kid Cudi. The storm slowly became a drizzle and he got the crowd going right away: people were dancing around, feeling the music and it was clear that we were all there for the music. After warming up to a few of his tracks, I made my way over to see Deadmau5. His stage set up was glorious with lasers, Deadmau5 heads and strobe lights flashing along with the beats. The mud had reached my calves by now, I was still soaking wet but as soon as I heard my fellow Canadian remix Daft Punk’s “Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger”, all I could do was listen, take it all in and appreciate every moment.

What a weekend! I realize the idea of standing all day in the blistering heat, sweating, people crowding your personal space and if you’re barely 5′ like me, not having the greatest visibility may not sound like your cup of tea. And of course it’s more comfortable watching shows when you have a seat, when they’re elevated and you’re in your comfort zone. But I kid you not, there is nothing in the world that can replicate the energy that you feel when you’re right in the middle of it all. Sure, you can watch videos, but it’s just not the same. Your heart starts racing and it literally feels like you’re having the time of your life. The whole crowd moving together, singing together and just feeling the music together, is something everyone needs to experience because I can’t even describe it – and that’s saying something.