While combing through archives of last year, I came across a minor treasure trove of short interviews I did with various concert goers at Bonnaroo 2007. I can't remember these guys' names (they say them in the interview), but I sure hope they'll reconsider and actually come back to Bonnaroo 2008 next week. Maybe this year, they should consider sticking with beer, nahh mean?
One thing anyone who has been to the Bonnaroo Music & Arts Festival can tell you is this: it's hot (no, not like Paris Hilton saying that something is hot, physically hot like a grilled cheese sammich that is still grillin'). Desperate circumstances call for desperate measures, and when you've gotta cool down you've gotta go for frozen water cubes. That's right: it's Reddy-Ice Time. This guy's choice to strip right down to shorts and hang the Reddy-Ice bag over his head shows a sense of style and fashion that is also affordable. Of course, be ...
When you're dead tired and it's a 1.2 mile hike back to your camping area, sometimes you just gotta lay your head down wherever you are and catch some z's. At Bonnaroo, you can do it.
It's always wonderful to see my fellow bloggers at any music conference or festival, and I saw a bunch of you at Bonnaroo this year! Here's a big hug to Ryan from Muzzle of Bees, Scott and Amrit from Stereogum, Matt from You Aint No Picasso, and Joe from Each Note Secure/WOXY. Even old friends like John Roderick from The Long Winters were out blogging the fest for MSNBC. Hanging out with you guys was awesome. Be sure and check out their sites for more coverage of the 'Roo -- if you're a blogger ...
No, this picture was not taken at dawn as the hazy morning sun cuts through the dew. This is Bonnaroo at sunset engulfed in a sea of dust so thick it boggles the mind. Conditions were unfathomably dry throughout the festival this year. You could see people wearing face masks, bandannas, and covering their mouths with shirts in hopes of separating the dirt from the oxygen. People lost their voices, lungs were coughed up. It will take all of us a few days to get the dirt out of our systems.
Symbolic reversals of role are visible everywhere at Bonnaroo, but none moreso than in how people dress. These folks have exactly the right idea -- his t-shirt/sarong combination, her tank top & shorts accented by those adorable Asian umbrellas keep you looking cool and feeling cool in the heat.
I am sitting here completely exhausted after the four and one-half hour trip back to Memphis from sunny Manchester. The whirlwind adventure started on a high note as Nathan and I arrived almost 10 hours ahead of schedule to set up camp. Having never been to Bonnaroo before, I was relying on Nathan, the seasoned veteran of three previous outings, to show me what was what. It was a humbling role reversal, the younger person educating the "professional" on the ins and outs. Nathan's insight put things in perspective regarding the changes the festival has seen since ...
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