That Time Of The Year

March. The third month of the year. The month where the 12th graders have to prepare for their try-outs. The month of Java Jazz Festival. Always held in the early March. Always. Every year. It's one of the biggest jazz festivals, where jazz musicians are called all around the world to come here, J-town to celebrate the love of jazz, to make music that they can also share their love, happiness and the feels through the sound of music instruments or should I say the saxophone. How come I love Jazz? If it weren't for my parents, I wouldn't come every year since the 5th grade. Started like this, when mum and dad were running their college, they met, fell in love, and my dad like to share what he love to my mom aka his taste in music which is Jazz. He asked her out to watched it with her, and because of him, she fell in love with the music too, and that's kinda the same thing for me. It runs through the veins I guess. So this month, going to see this Java Jazz Festival is kinda known as a family tradition and I am grateful for that.

Day 1: Friday

I love it as much as Sebastian loves Jazz

The first day is always a good one because it's not crowded at all and it felt like a whole something new, an opening, a fresh start to be happy, and the excitement feeling that you're gonna listen to saxophones and fell in love with it. We watched Mezzoforte, King, Zap Mama, Nik West and Tribute to Whitney Houston. It was unbelievable, I mean I gotta admit that I hardly know the artists' songs, but it doesn't even matter, what matter is that came because I wanna listen to music and fathom it and it felt good, also realised that I haven't felt this happy for a really long time. With love, I shared my happiness with this guy friend of mine, Aldebaran are you reading this? wkwk. He's sad because he's not watching it bc no tickets and he's the person i "fangirling" about jazz with. Such a good feeling to have someone who likes the same thing as much as you do and thought about the sound of saxophones in the same way as you do. So, i recorded him a few vids and he got jealous but at the same time felt happy for me. So yeah, i hope he can watch three days passed next year because this festival is all him, the sound of bass, the drum, guitar, the sax, it's all what he's passionate about! Amen!

Day 2: Saturday

Crowds. So damn ass crowded compare to yesterday, because there's the Indonesian artist including Afgan, Yura Yunita, Glenn, Kunto Aji, and Tulus. Got a bit pissed because it's hard to breathe but I ain't letting the crowd ruin this jazz night of mine. Watched Emma Larson, Rick Braun, Nik West (again/?) and the others whom I don't know the names. Also, I got interviewed for GoGirl magazine because they'd like to write about the JJF ootd. Got my blush a little bit, oh well, I guess it's because of the skirt, it's so dope that my friends also dm me on instagram commended me about my ootd.

Day 3: Sunday

Got inside a little late, didn't make it watch Glenn because i've been wanting to sing "You are my everything" it's my favourite, but...i made it watched Ne-Yo like it's the reason why it was pretty crowded (but not as crowded as yesterday). Anyway, he was so hyped! Whatever song he's singing he made me feel like dancing and moving my hip like no one's staring. The point is, it was lit. After Ne-Yo, my sister and I chose to watch other performances randomly, there's this part when I heard the sound of piano after the sax is played, and Sebastian (LaLaLand) came across my mind, and it was like a looming shadow of LaLaLand scene (still not over it). Anyway, the fact that I really enjoyed this kinda Sunday, Jazz and sipping green tea latte I bought at Java Jazz Coffee. I looked around, blessed, and got the i-don't-want-this-to-end kinda feels. I even felt like there's no Monday tomorrow, but at the end, my sister and I left at 11 passed something after watching a random performance, felt so passionate about the sound of jazz and forever loving the sound of saxophones. Until next year.