So I'm back! I really didn't do a ton more of note at Terminus after I posted. I spent pretty much the entire weekend at wrock shows-friday night, saturday night, and sunday afternoon- and the ones at night went so late I wasn't very good at getting up in the morning afterwards. I also stayed up all night Sunday which kinda killed me for the next day, but was sooo much fun. I got to hang out with the cali wrock people, which was fun. I knew (or knew of, through Ginny) most of them but I hadn't really talked extensively to them. It was kinda funny meeting Brandy and Rachel and being like Hello! So you're the people who stayed at my house that I never met! ( Cause I went to bed at maybe 1, they got here at 4 and woke up after I had to leave in the morning).
And also, the 6 in the morning discussions of squick-worthy pairings and artwork -that is always hilarious fun, it's true. (Actual fanart seen at Terminus-but plz don't let this color your opinion of fandom- old dumbledore naked with another man(I suppose the reanimated corpse of Grindelwald??) and bows in his hair-auggghhhh!!! Did not need to see or think about!! Why can't you people draw Grindeldore when they were young? Those drawings are cute and I actually like that pairing! But I digress. And uh, no offense to the artist who is on LJ somewhere, so I hear).
Other conclusion from Terminus-wrock is like, infinitely better live. I mean, you need to get the CDs so you know the songs ( I think that would have increased my enjoyment of the shows cause I didn't know most of the songs) but listening to the songs after seeing them live ends up being a bit of a disappointment. Cause some of the songs were just amazing
live. I love the people too, the community that wizard rock creates. I think too, that it's just amazing to see people freaking out and singing with no accompaniment the same obscure song
. Omg, it was THE BEST at the end of the Bon Voyage Ball when the last song had been played, the lights were on, but the wrockers didn't want to stop partying and had to end the party the way all wrock shows (apparently?) end-that is, with the song, "The Weapon We Have is Love". And so everyone was singing it, the tune and lyrics were nearly comprehensible, and it was just wow. AWESOME.
It's also interesting that while I am suffering the typical post-con depression, it's not quite as sad as after Sectus, cause the advantage of an American con is it's not like I'll never see anyone again. In fact most of the really cool people I've met seem to live in California.
The other thing that apparently happened on Wednesday (before I got there) was the wrockers managed to totally piss off the hotel and, I imagine the people at the Gospel singing convention that was happening simultaneously (prediction: they will prob never book a convention at the same time as a harry potter one again) by breaking a chandelier during the song 'Draco and Harry' because they were jumping and dancing so much, and they were on the second floor because the hotel booked them there at the last minute. The Gospel people on the first floor eventually had to leave cause the ceiling and chandeliers were shaking so much. Another interesting thing about wrockers-they don't dance so much as jump. As one girl was telling me at Terminus(paraphrased) "I have to remind myself that most other people don't dance like that."
Monday I toured Chicago with my roommates which was fun even though I was rather exhausted from staying up all night. We went to the navy pier and touristed.We also got deep-dish pizza, which my roommates were dying for and apparently Chicago is famous for. I then came back and proceeded to take a long nap, which unfortunately left me with little time online (the coffee shop with free wifi closed at 9:30). To make a somewhat long story short I then missed my flight the next day because I think my brain was in a sleep-deprived haze that didn't comprehend that yeah, O'Hare is much farther away than Midway (I came in from Midway and left from O'Hare-note to self-bad idea leaving from different airports). And then, the next next possible flight I could be on got delayed from 5:00 to 7:40, so I didn't get in to San Francisco airport until 12:00. When I would have been at San Jose at 4:30. Yes, much drastic brilliance on my part.( santa cruz etcCollapse )
Anyway, I'm now forrealz back home and am attempting to clean my room (=daunting task) and sell books on half.com. Tomorrow, I'm going to participate in the production part of the 48 hour film thing, so that should be fun.