Yesterday reminded me that I really don't like festivals. Too many people, long lines for food, etc. At some festivals, artist passes make it much much more pleasant (Bonnaroo, for example), but here at Oya it doesn't really make that much of a difference.
Saw a little bit of the Twilight Singers, which seemed merely fine (nice Mark Lanegan cameo, though).
A bit of the Fall and of the Cramps.
A late night club show by a funny but fairly tedious Norwegian band called Datarock.
Anyway, the bands I most want to see (The Whitest Boy Alive and Beck) happen to be onstage just before and just after us, so I can just stay put.
Right now, time to explore Oslo for a bit.