I often wonder how people feel the day after the festival is over. No matter if you go hardcore for five nights or if you just stay up super late for one, it's gotta mess with your mind and body. I always feel wrecked, despite the fact I don't smoke or drink and try to stay away from the grease. It's a good kind of wrecked, though.
I spent my day after the best way I could imagine, on the rocks out at Peggy's Cove, thinking about the good music and good community I'm privileged to experience at this time of year. Here's to another 15 years of the Halifax Pop Explosion. Cheers!