Y’all. Where do we even begin? We went to Blankets & Wine hoping for a chill Sunday of good music, cute fits, and vibes. What we got was… a masterclass in chaos. Let’s just say the “blankets” were needed to cry on, and the “wine” was to drown our sorrows. If you missed it, consider yourself blessed. Here’s the full scoop on how everything that could go wrong, did.
From the Jump: The Gate Saga 🚷
Imagine this: You’ve paid your good money, you’re looking fresh, phone charged for pics… only to be met by a queue that looked like it was for a free government cash handout. The line was not moving, guys. Not. Moving. The sun was our worst enemy, and the “VIP” line was a whole myth. If this was the first impression, we should have known to just turn back and go home. It was a sign of the organizational disaster to come.
When the Sound Decided to Take a Break 🎵
This was the UNFORGIVABLE part. The main act comes on, the crowd is ready to soar… and the sound starts cutting in and out like a bad phone call with your ex. One minute you’re grooving, the next you’re just watching a musician silently strum a guitar on stage. It was painful! People were screaming “TURN IT UP!” but nothing happened. The sound engineers were definitely having a worse day than we were. For a music festival, this is the ultimate sin. We didn’t pay to watch a mime performance!
The Overcrowding & The Great Toilet Paper Crisis 🧻
Once we finally got in, it was a fight for survival. Getting a drink was a 45-minute mission. Finding a spot for your blanket? A competitive sport. And don’t even get us started on the bathrooms. By 5 PM, it was a scene from a horror movie – let’s just say the “amenities” were all out of amenities. It felt like the organizers sold a thousand extra tickets just for the clout, forgetting they needed the space and facilities to match.
The Final Verdict 💔
Blankets & Wine has always been the “it” event for a classy, relaxed time. But this edition? It felt like a cash grab that completely disrespected the attendees. The vibe was off, the music was broken, and the value for money was zero.
The memes and tweets online say it all. Kenyans on Twitter (X) were not holding back, and rightly so! When you promise a premium experience, you better deliver. This was a major L for the organizers and a lesson for all of us: sometimes the hype is not worth the hassle.
