A young woman reacts to Brandon Flowers’s performance. That, or she saw herself on the Jumbotron.

Jennifer McInnis, 44, got into music photography a year and a half ago. “I snuck a crappy point-and-shoot into The Naked and Famous show and got a pretty good photo,” she recalls. By day, she’s a cop with the Vancouver Police Department—13 years and counting. When asked if there are any similarities between policing and photography, she says: “No, that’s why I like it.”

Despite sound-blocking earmuffs, Maxwell Harries-Jones, who turns two in November, managed to move to the beat. Answering on his behalf, his mother Jenna Duncan said his proclivity for performance is pretty new: “It’s only in the last month he’s been really boogying.” He also plays ukulele, but in his own distinctive way, by turning the instrument upside down and strumming the strings close to his cheek. She showed us a video as proof.

Two of 21 artists asked to collaborate on an art wall near the Tantalus Stage, Mandy Tsung and Russell Alton, both 30, collaborated on theirs. Of Tsung’s style Alton says, “Generally, she paints very figurative. She does portraits.” Of Alton’s, Tsung says, “He does whimsical things that embody human emotions.” They’re also a couple, and when asked how they met they answer simultaneously: “At a music festival.”

Referring to her outfit, Candace Schneider, 32, says that “this is for Joel Plaskett. I’m a groupie.” It’s her 10th show this year and she estimates she’s been to 75 in total. She became a flight attendant with WestJet so she could follow him on tour. She’s met him and says, “He’s super nice and he’s not even terrified, which he probably should be.”

Joel Plaskett, 40, doesn’t aspire to meet the people he looks up to, but he had a fan moment with the late Bo Diddley. “We had an amazing conversation about this Clydesdale that took off with him on it; he hooked him in the eye at the end and said, ‘Now you’re for sale.’”

In the food court near Stawamus Stage, nature and the unnatural converge.

Sean Jones, 28, a fireman from Bellingham, came up to work in the medical tent. Located near the alt-rock stage, he says they’ve dealt mostly with drunk 20-year-old girls and blisters from people wanting to wear new shoes without socks.

John and Mari Hale came up from Bose, Ohio. Right off the bat, John says, “You’re wondering why us old people are here. You’re thinking we lost our kids.” They did bring a brood of five teenagers, and their advice to other festival-going parents is threefold: “Don’t freak out, you’ll have your time to party, this isn’t it,” says John. “Stay in the quiet campground,” says Mari, and caps it off with, “No jean thongs.”

Saturday’s periods of rain put a damper on things, but at least one attendee clearly felt otherwise.

Shadrach Kabango, known simply as Shad, moved to Toronto in April to host the CBC radio show q but he’s returned to Vancouver for his vacation. “I’m going to watch Nashville—I could watch it anywhere, but I’m going to watch it on this side of the country—to turn my brain off, but not get dumber.”

Somewhere amongst the blinding white light is Drake dressed in head-to-toe black.