September marks the end of summer. To
professional festivalgoers, this means the end of a threemonth commitment to m usic, dancing, and straight-up
partying. It marks the reality of getting back to disciplined
life, be it sc hool or work. To me, Rifflandia—an annual
music fest held every year in Victoria—is the last hurrah
before the warmth of summer disappears. One last chance
for a northern BC resident to enjoy a multitude of live
music—a one-stop-shop.
Rifflandia takes place
over four da ys, with da ytime
shows at Royal Athletic Park
and evening events at various
venues across the city . This
year, the da ytime line-up
wasn’t great, but there were
some promising acts lik e
Serena Ryder and The New
Pornographers (minus the
stunning Neko Case). As for the
headliners (Girl Talk and Death
Cab for Cutie), there was nothing new about them.These
are bands that were popular five years ago. That said, an
unexpectedly intimate performance by Death Cab took
me back to my high school past, days filled with teenage
angst and emotion. During their set, the festival’s “Sun
and Moon Saturday” theme was accentuated by a comet
that illuminated the s