Exit: hell is other people
Muz says I have to explain the title of this blog post. We’re actually having a great time at the Exit music festival in Novi Sad but I could not resist quoting a line from the play No Exit: “Hell is other people.” Get it? Funny, right? RIGHT?
Muz thinks hell is having a wife that uses wordplay from french existentialists. Too bad, so sad! That is what our marriage is: I have to listen to his jokes about cemeteries for the next 50 years (“I hear that place is so popular, people are dying to get in there”) and he has to listen to my ipod casts of “Stuff You Missed in History Class.” Seriously, check it out here. Love it.
Anyhoo, this is the crowd at MIA’s show last night. I’m too short to give you the best perspective, but it was like a loud, dancing cattle call. We decided to cut the night “short” around 2:30 and walked through a pretty packed Novi Sad at 3am. Streets, cafes and parks are full of sleepy revelers and mildly annoyed locals. It’s a hot, crowded mess but we’re having a blast. If this is hell, at least there’s a lot of music.