Ate at the Borneo pizzeria,as they were giving GRRR people a discount, and several people I recognised from previous visits were there, yakking away in Italian. I didn't like to intrude, so had to sit like a melon 'cos I'm too dopey to speak other languages. I really have a hangup about it. I can't remember what else happened on Friday.
Saturday was the opening ceremony, featuring young musician/cartoonist Rita Braga from Portugal singing a rather incomprehensible welcome from under a Daisy Duck mask.
I met Chuck Sperry, of Firehouse, who produces some pretty knockout retro rock posters, black light, the works. I would have loved to buy a couple, but they were understandably very expensive, and would have been difficult to get back unwrinkled. Mr Sperry is an engaging character, evidently not adverse to a bit of riotous living. Actually, there was an intriguing little scandal later in the festival, involving drunk toon boys pissing off people in the local radio station. The GRRR! guest DJ, who would probably prefer to remain nameless, was bladdered, and started swearing a lot and abusing his interviewer (in fun, but the guy took it seriously, and there was a bit of a hoo-hah.) All very rock & roll. Sounds like they had a rumbustious and very late night thereafter,too. Ah,youth...I'm certainly feeling my age these days. I'm at least 15 years older than everyone, and a lot of them are still in their 20's.
The actual work on show was all very interesting, but more about it later.