Summer of 2030. The oldest in the place remember the time when a squirrel could cross the peninsula from macrofestival to macrofestival to end up dying exhausted (and without money), but nobody heed them.
Some are participating in a gymkhana others waiting to get on the balloon of a sponsor, and in the VIP area virtual reality glasses are distributed to watch any concert from the first row.
The star performance begins: Amy Winehouse, fresh out of the grave thanks to technology. Science fiction? Not that much; the festivals of the future may well seem quite like this.