That Festival Under the Chilly November Rain

Jakblues Fest. And as the name has suggested, it's supposed to be a blues festival. But just like other festivals around, you can find other type of music being performed too, like rocks. 

He coyly asked me whether I'm going or not. Wasn't a real request. So I playfully responded, "I don't know. You tell me". He's laughing and replied, "You wanna go?" Sure. 

And so we did go. It was fun. I mean, he was having fun and I'm trying to digest what is this blues music is all about. Hahaha.. But watching him so absorbed to the music and listening to his short comments ("he's not supposed to sing, his voice is not for blues" or "the guitar playing is just so so" or "the sound system is horrible") is amusing. 

I tried to get him explain me about the different of blues, jazz and any other music. But since I'm so clueless about music other than Pearl Jam's, he got impatient eventually. He's cute, even when he's irritated. But probably it just me :) 

But halfway through the night, rain started to pour. Not at all surprising, it's November. The rain is chilly and wearing a sundress with no proper coat is not helping me, I got chilled to the bones. And I think he felt the same that he no longer interested to watch this one guitarist that he came to see. And asked if I wanna call it the night. Sure. 

We didn't talk much on our way home. I was freezing I can only think about my warm bed under the blanket. I don't know what he's thinking, hopefully he think about the warm bed too. Hahaha.. But I met him for lunch the next day and we get to catch up. And watch Twilight at the apartment. He didn't say much about that silly movie but the fact that he watched it til the end suggested that he like it.. LOL.