I realize you have probably been inundated with letters and commentaries surrounding this past weekend’s Salmon Fest, but I felt compelled to add my perspective.
Myself and my group of eight all had general admission tickets, opting to go that route so that we could freely take in the concert in the manner in which we had done in our youth.
I cannot comment on the arrangements in the VIP section in particular, but I do know having gone by there to try to see someone we knew in there, I would have been pretty upset to pay that amount of money to be squeezed in like sardines.
After all, the perks of VIP include easier access to food and drink, breathing room and bathrooms … none of which seemed to be present in the VIP section of Salmon Fest.
Our group scoped out a nice grassy spot, easily found should anyone wander off.
We split up so that two stayed with our chairs and blankets, two got water tickets and water, two got food tickets and food, and two got tickets for beer/hard lemonade from the beer tent. It worked very well for us.
Yes, there were long lineups. But we didn’t go without anything and totally enjoyed the concert and excitement of the festivities.
Seeing The Eagles was a bucket list thing for me and I can honestly say, I was not disappointed.
In fact, the whole experience was something more akin to a spiritual journey for us.
My only suggestions would be that water be more easily accessible and perhaps, dare I say it, even reasonably priced, and that there be cooling stations throughout the venue.
We chose to sit in a grassy area that was not overly crowded, and had we wanted to get up close and personal with the bands, we probably could have … but as with any concert, up front means close quarters and congestion.
Anyone who went to Salmon Fest expecting to be treated like royalty and to sit in absolute comfort within 100 feet of the stage really needs a reality check.
VIP tickets are a status thing for many — and while I would most likely have been irritated had I forked out $250 plus for tickets to get in there, for those of us on the grassy knoll, sitting in our camp chairs or dancing and singing along with the bands, we got our money’s worth and then some!
Salmon Fest is a central Newfoundland celebration and should indeed remain there — just with a little better organization.
But, as a gentleman from the area stated the day after, it’s a learning experience.
The hope is that productive criticism will aid the organizers to improve on conditions for next year. To allow minor inconveniences to rob you of enjoying icons the likes of The Eagles was your choice — not that of the Salmon Fest Committee.