My Bumbershoot: Surviving Bumbershoot at age 36

By Joshua Seftel
Filmmaker

E-mail this article Print this article Search archive Most read articles Most e-mailed articles

Other links Search event listings Search movie listings Sign up for Movies e-mail

Friday, 4:20 p.m. My neck is stiff. My co-writer, Rich Robinson, and I have just gotten off a long flight. We are guests of the 1-Reel Film Festival, where our film "Breaking the Mold" is a finalist.

4:57 p.m. We arrive at the festival and realize that we are about twice the age of just about anyone in the throngs around us. Our self-esteem suffers, and both Rich and I begin to feel the effects of jet lag.

More "My Bumbershoot" Dispatches from artists about their Bumbershoot experience. · Bill Close, Mass Ensemble · Vienna Teng, singer-songwriter · Robyn Hitchcock, musician · Fred Armisen, comedian · Sarah Rudinoff, actress · Joshua Seftel, filmmaker · James Keblas, Vera Project · United State of Electronica · Dave Dederer, The Presidents of the United States of America

5:40 p.m. We walk around, sampling the fried dough, strawberry shortcakes, Tibetan fritters, and curly fries in the hopes that it will help us feel better about ourselves. Instead, my stiff neck seems to get worse. Rich and I stop at the massage booth and Tom, the leader of the massage team, rubs my neck. At the massage tables around me, I spot a few people who are closer to my age. They seem to have stiff necks, too.

8:05 p.m. Rich and I see Death Cab for Cutie and the air is electric. We are surrounded by skinny 14-year-old boys who are hitting each other with giant inflatable Hulk hammers.

The band plays their melancholy brand of pop, yet the 14-year-olds defy the slow rhythm by moshing and crowd surfing. The lead singer of Death Cab remarks, "I can't remember the last time we had anything resembling a mosh pit."

8:23 p.m. Looking for solace and maybe a soul mate, I notice that the couple next to us seems a little older and more sedate. Drew, 24, and his girlfriend, Janine, tell me that they've been coming to the festival for 3 years. Drew notices that Rich and I are a little older and mentions that our presence is "definitely pushing up the mean age at the festival." I decide to talk to someone else.

8:25 p.m. I meet Brian, 30, who explains that he would be in the mosh pit but he has a bad back. His girlfriend, Tess, 27, chimes in that she has a bad knee. I finally feel a connection. I point them toward the massage booth.

8:50 p.m. We leave before the concert is over. My neck starts to ache a little. Only three more days to go. I hope Tom and his massage people are ready for me.

Copyright © 2004 The Seattle Times Company

E-mail this article

Print this article

Search archive

More Entertainment & the Arts headlines...