Hard Day of The Dead - Justice, Diplo - 11/3/12
Hard Day of The Dead
Los Angeles State Historic Park
5:30 PM: I'm driving through downtown Los Angeles scavenging for a parking spot. The doors at Day of the Dead don't open until 6 so I'm under the impression that arriving early will save me from shelling out 20 bucks to stash my car and/or save my shoes from extra blocks of traction from having to walk miles to the festival site. No such luck.
See also: Our slideshow of the festival
6:20PM: After nearly taking out three kids in neon tutus and face paint, I managed to squeeze my Prius into a not so legit parking space. I buzz through security, playing up the media card to avoid the massive line and was finally inside on the grounds thinking, "I'm so going to end up with a parking ticket." (Editor's note: One attendee tells the Weekly of a massive clusterfuck in the line, with a crush of people and folks jumping fences.)
6:25PM: I catch a bit of the festival openers, Clockwork and UZ -- about whom everyone seemed to be buzzing last night. The crowd is starting to file in and hence the people watching begins.
7:00PM: After standing in a massive line, I sit down with a veggie burger from the Green Truck and watch the costume-clad HARDers file in one by one. It's your typical crowd of furry boots, illuminated bodies, and skimpy outfits but everyone had a Halloween twist, including painted faces, although many only have half their faces painted as they were warned that in order to pass the ID check, they would in fact have to look like their ID. Also: artificial blood, and skull themed accessories. Others have recycled last weekend's party costumes and come as nerds, scrawny Hugh Hefners, unicorns, and dinosaurs.
7:25PM: Make my way to The Hard Stage to watch the always-impressive Araabmuzik. He destroys his 2500 limited edition MPCs on stage. I overhear a guy next to me tell his friend, "He does all that on the fly bro," which is followed by a "Holy F*ck!"