Stars-Who knew this litte pint sized Canadian would be such a shit talker. He wished harm upon the Leader of the Free World in his “home” state. That’s balls. He turned around and said to give a kiss to your enemy’s neck and give a good squeeze on the knee. The crowd was way into the show and able to catch the half of the show that played all my favorte songs. It was tough because I had to cut out early from Wolf Parade and race to the other side of the park to catch Stars while trying to score more booze and water…..they switched things up a little this year. Instead of just having Mr. Mister tents, they have a Sister Mister tent. Even increasing the amount of misting tents was not enough to be considered a near refuge from the sweltering heat.