Shit People Said at M3F 2018

The crowd at Rattlesnake Stage on day two.
The crowd at Rattlesnake Stage on day two. Kelsee Becker
Music fans gathered at Margaret T. Hance for three days to rock out in the name of charity at M3F 2018, the event formerly known as McDowell Mountain Music Festival.

From pale goths to Juggalos and raver kids to middle-aged parents gone wild, all sorts came out to enjoy the assortment of EDM bangers, crunchy jam sessions, and Father John Misty stage spread out across three different stages. And the attendees had plenty of shit to say.

Scalpers by any means necessary
“You need some tickets? Pretty girls, big man — looking for some tickets?” *knocks on window of car slowly driving by* “Hey yo, roll your windows down! You want some tickets? No?”

Negotiating with the security guards
“Can I bring my vape in? No? C’mon, bro, it’s not weed — it’s watermelon chill.”

No Filters
“Veronica, move over! The porta-potties are still in the shot.”

When a lame indie band tries to cover Amine’s “Caroline”
“Oh, no. Honey, no. You’re too white to do this song.”

The leader of M3F’s drum circle takes his job seriously
“This is what we do once a year: THROW DOWN!”

When the price is right
"Drink enough of these and you won't care that they're $12 a piece, Sheila."

Go easy on the juice next time, bartender
"This tastes like a pineapple just came in my cup."

When you show up on Saturday thinking it's still Friday
"I can't wait for Cut Copy!"

Six Degrees of Chano
"I know a guy who knows the guy who makes Chance The Rapper's hats."
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Ashley Naftule