In the west end, jazz players played the blues.
In the east end, there are classical bands playing violins, clarinets, flutes, trumpets and more.
In the south end, there are a bunch of enthusiastic guitarists, rocking on!
In the north end, many cultural instruments were being displayed, such as oriental ones like Kotos, samba drums, marimbas and more!

Then we have a stage in the center. No one is there yet but people can sign up to play in groups, or sing and play alone on stage to show off their musical talents, or not.

Soon we'll have a concert performed by some enthusiastic townsfolk!

On the way to the beach, Genna stopped at the trail. She never really tried any instrument before. She continued to walking so she won't create traffic on the trail. When she landed on the sand she saw instruments everywhere. Genna's eyes widened. She hadn't seen this many instruments in her life. She walked slowly went to the east and looked at some instruments. She wanted to try one. She picked up the trumpet and looked around if there was a music book for it. Genna soon found one and opened it. She was pretty fast learner so she practiced the easist song in the book. It took a couple of tries but it turned out great. "Ha! I mastered it!" Genna said childishly shouting.

Chris walked onto the beach. He smiled as he picked out Genna playing the trumpet. "Hey Genna!" he calls out. He runs over to a table and picks up a keyboard and stand, as well as a sheet of paper and music. He takes it over and setts up by Genna. He looks over at Genna's sheet, he read her music. "Hmm..." Chris mutters. He converts sounds and chords over to his keyboard, making a sheet of it. "So Genna, are you going to perform tonight? I am, but it's kinda hard playing the piano alone," he says. He looks over at a box with Gustafa by it, he had written his name down to preform. "So Genna, will you play with me? If you do, can you help me come up with a band name?" he asks childishly.

(Yet again Wess misses a festival because he is in Aiyotensive Care >.> lolz)

Gena looked at Chris smiling. "Well I'll see if I can enter, i might not. I just began the trumpet right now." Genna giggled. Yet Wess missed another festival. she practiced more tunes and songs. "Sure I'll play along with you!" Genna said smiling. She did and easy song for Chris, since he was only three so he's still learning. She did the song first so Chris could get the song faster and know the keys.

"Genna, I did this song a lot when I was younger, I know it," he says smiling.
Chris takes a deep breathe and begins playing it.
His fingers struck the notes with precision and speed. He finished the song.
"The butler at my parents house taught me a bunch of songs, this was my favorite!" he says smiling.

on his way home..Amando heard a some music..he got interested in seeing who's playing it..and he loved it..he run along to the beach.."hi wess and Genna"he greeted the two persons..

There was no doubt, today Miharu was bored. The only thing she could think of doing is go take a walk on the beach, it always calms her. About halfway to the beach, knew she heard music getting louder and louder the closer she got to it. It was an odd clash of Classical violins and trumpets, along with singers- pouring their emotions out through screaming.
She strolled through the festival and she didn't even notice that she had a huge smile on her face. She had always loved music, she didn't mind if it just had a good beat and a stupid meaning, she would like the song.
Miharu was just about to leave when she saw Gena and Chris chatting casually, "Hey! How are you guys?" She called out, waving them over

"Hello Amando, Wess is still at the hospital you know." Genna said. She continued to play the trumpet until she saw a person she reconized but she didn't meet. "Wait weren't you the one at the crop festival? I'm By the way." Genna said walking up to her.

This...is perfect, Chase thought, grinning widely as he clutched the handle of his guitar case. The Music Festival was one he had been anticipating since he heard about it, and he was ecstatic that it was finally time to head to the location. He entered the site and immediately went to the south, where there were several guitarists tuning up. He settled down on a seat and propped the instrument on his leg. He strummed a few times, and then tightened the strings a bit. When he ran his hands over the strings again, it was perfectly in tune. He nodded his head a bit, satisfied, before starting to play.

"Yes I was at the crop festival. I'm Miharu!" She smiled at her. "This is really fun right?"
She then turned to a person playing a guitar beautifully. "Wow you play guitar really good!" She complimented, almost swaying to his music.

"Genna, something is wrong with my keyboard, I'll be right back," he says putting down the loaned keyboard in it's previous position. Chris returned from his house in record time. He walked back over to Genna, noticing she was talking to a new girl. "Hey, I'm Chris," he says childishly before unpacking his things between the blues and rock section. His case folded out into a stand, which he then opened and took out his silver keyboard, but he lifted it up and pulled out two very large books next to it, one full of rock songs, the other full of blues songs. Chris wasn't very good at anything, but he could read music and play it. He noticed a boy with black hair set up his guitar, so he waved. Chris began to play a blues song with Gustafa.

Miharu watched Gustafa and Chris play the blues for a bit. Then she turned back to the boy playing the guitar. She sighed softly, "Everybody is so good at playing instruments. All I'm good at is Karaoke." She mumbled to herself.

Chase always disconnected himself from the rest of the world when he was playing his guitar. As far as he was concerned, he was the only person in the room. The pick in his hands bit into his calloused fingertips, but he ignored it--the plastic was practically an appendage by now. When he had finished the song he was playing, he glanced up, and saw people standing there, watching him. He blanched quickly, and then smiled. "Hi."

"Wow you play guitar really good!" one of the girls said. He grinned, pleased. "Thank you. I wrote that when I was seventeen."

Soph strolled onto the beach. She'd heard there was a festival on, and seeing as her mother and father were both working and her brothers were amusing themselves and the fact that Soph was allowed pretty much anywhere, she'd decided to check it out. My first fest aged 17! Soph smiled to herself and walked to the edge of the beach. So many instuments...but Soph wasn't going to test any of her luck trying desperatley to make a single note. "Not for me," Soph laughed, watching everyone else instead.

The minute she had heard about a music festival, she quickly set off on a little adventure and eagerly awaited the festival. Savannah was beaming with excitement as she finally made it to the festival. Not caring if she ran across anyone she knew and hustled over to the the south of the area where the classical section was. Though, she was an 'all-kinds' music kind of girl, she wanted to compose this kind of music. This was her passion. Her hand quickly moved along side of the rhythm as she quietly conducted the music being played. Maybe she would play something later.

Chase spotted Savannah approaching the beach and grinned. She was the only person he had met, so far, that played an instrument as well. He was kind of uncomfortable, taking his insturment to the beach where sand could potentially ruin it, but for that day, he didn't really care. "Hello, Savvy," he called, waving. Then he focused his attention back on the guitar propped up on his right knee, and began to play again.

Genna got out of daydream. "Ah, that's your name! And thank you!" Genna said. She saw Chris go somewhere and then come back and played some blues with gustafa. She soon saw Soph and others "Soph!" Genna waved. She got her book and flipped through some pages. There were over 200 songs in the book. Genna eyes widened of how many songs there were.


(Gaah! i Pressed f11 on accident XD)