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Post by jsmartinii on Apr 28, 2011 14:30:57 GMT -8
Who's heading to Bonnaroo? Be cool to meet up at Sasquatch AND Bonnaroo!!!
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Post by Geoff on Apr 28, 2011 17:18:47 GMT -8
Who are you?
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Post by know ID yuh on Apr 28, 2011 17:39:58 GMT -8
That's funny, that was my first thought as well.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2011 10:48:12 GMT -8
I would only be able to do the Bonnaroo one, and I don't know who you are so there really ain't much motivating me here to seek you out.
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Post by jsmartinii on May 6, 2011 17:59:00 GMT -8
Just a guy who is heading to Sasquatch and Bonnaroo...Been to the past three Sasquatchs and heading to my first Bonnaroo...It's going to be a wild two weeks...
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Post by Switch on May 6, 2011 18:29:41 GMT -8
That's quite the adventure. Good luck friend. Happy Festival Hopping!
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Post by jsmartinii on May 6, 2011 18:38:21 GMT -8
Thanks, Switch.... Going to be a fun summer....
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Post by Horned Gramma on May 6, 2011 19:40:47 GMT -8
Come say hey at Sasquatch duder. Make yr self known
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Post by Friendly Destroyer on May 8, 2011 11:16:09 GMT -8
I'd be down for a meet up. Who else from here is going to Bonnaroo?
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2011 13:58:30 GMT -8
YEAH BOY
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Post by stamper on May 8, 2011 14:04:48 GMT -8
i have tickets - but I may probably will sell them.
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Post by Catherine Sun Chips on May 9, 2011 4:54:32 GMT -8
^^ Part of me hopes we don't have to sell the tickets. I've been curious about Bonnaroo since like, my senior year of high school, but because of my job, us moving, just getting back from Sasquatch, the lackluster line-up (in comparison to Sasquatch 2010), and most importantly, financial reasons, it looks like Bonnaroo 2011 is probably a no-go.
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Post by jsmartinii on May 11, 2011 20:27:38 GMT -8
My Bonnaroo wristband came in the mail today....plastic with RFID ...
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Post by Drew on May 11, 2011 21:44:02 GMT -8
My Bonnaroo wristband came in the mail today....plastic with RFID ... Wow so they mail the wristbands before you get to the fest? Is that new? Not a bad idea but thats now an expensive fucking piece of plastic.
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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2011 21:45:50 GMT -8
They're doing a no-paper-tickets thing and I'm pretty sure there are only tickets for the full festival so it kinda makes sense.
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Post by stamper on May 13, 2011 7:15:43 GMT -8
pooparoo!
bonnaroo just released their schedule.
for my money, Thursday & Friday seem kinda fun. ---BUT---Saturday & Sunday are really lackluster.
too bad they don't do single day tickets.
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Post by Friendly Destroyer on May 13, 2011 14:24:10 GMT -8
Here's my plans,
Thurs
Sleigh Bells Deerhunter (can't wait!)
Fri
Bela Fleck and the Flecktones Decemberists Del McCoury and the Preservation Jazz Hall Band My Morning Jacket Primus (maybe) Shpongletron for some nice lights
Sat
Old Crow Medicine Show Allison Krauss with Union Station Man Man (!) !!! (Chk Chk Chk) Buffalo Springfield Dr. John with the Meters and Alain Toussaint (Can't wait for this!)
Sun
Galactic Robyn Beirut Widespread Panic
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Post by Friendly Destroyer on May 13, 2011 14:25:48 GMT -8
As it turns out, this is one shit ass Bonnaroo.
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Post by Horned Gramma on May 13, 2011 14:32:45 GMT -8
Looks like a RAD weekend. Let me know how that Primus set is, I bet Les is gonna show off some more new shit.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2011 15:44:04 GMT -8
What’s Right With BonnarooThey Don’t Card Security at Bonnaroo actually meshed with the atmosphere fairly well, which is refreshing. I did not get hassled in the slightest whilst buying brews, security guards only seemed to bust people with intent to sell, and in general most shit was let slide. Makes sense, right? Shit’s Crazy I, whilst walking, watched a drug deal. It was not even out of my way, nor was I even trying to eavesdrop on anybody. These two dudes just made no attempt to hide that one of them was selling shrooms and the other was buying. This ties into the first point, but it goes beyond that. This is a place where an acceptable outfit for women is paint. Where My Morning Jacket is king. Proximity to Nashville As a fun little epilogue, we left the grounds Sunday night (which was relatively easy due to our campsite on the very fringes of Bonnaroo territory) and spent Monday morning/early afternoon in Nashville. Turns out that it’s an awesome city and that country music deserves to be part of the phrase “I like everything except rap and country” as much as rap does (anyone who says that with any sincerity is to be avoided). It was definitely worth the detour for me – I wound up taking a tour of the Ryman Auditorium (look that one up if you don’t know), getting a good lunch, and buying some swag from Jack White’s record store. This Guy www.youtube.com/watch?v=1HVjN9Cs5gUAssorted Highlights Explosions In The Sky upgraded themselves to must-see-at-every-opportunity this weekend, which makes me sad that I missed them in Pittsburgh and won’t be able to catch them in Montclair in October… I think I’m the only person who knew every song the Decemberists played, then went over to NOFX and knew just about every one of those too… Donald Glover as both Childish Gambino AND himself in two separate acts rocked… I need to see more of Man Man’s set than the last 20 minutes… Petro's Chili is awesome... Hanggai was a nice way to start the day… Eminem fucking killed it, sorry… and the performances of the following songs: Post Acid, Down By The Water (Drums, not Decemberists), Freaks & Geeks, Franco Un-American, Your Hand in Mine, Neighborhood #1. What’s Wrong With BonnarooIt’s Too Damn Hot. This is really something that needs to be experienced, and it’s not at all presented in the right way. What must be understood is that the heat wakes you up at eight in the morning regardless of what you did the night before like an overeager buddy yelling “GET UP! COME ON! NEON TREES IS HERE, DUDE!” I don’t disregard the possibility, by the way, that some combination of watching String Cheese Incident until the goddamn witching hour and narcotics could let you sleep until maybe ten, but then you’re waking up in a 110-degree tent and that’s not any better. My tent was a half hour nonstop walk away from Centeroo, so late night sets were more or less out of the question if I wanted to enjoy the next day in any way. Sasquatch’s heat level peaked from noon to about four in the afternoon, and that was tough; Bonnaroo is unbearably hot from eight in the morning until approximately six in the evening. It’s just not fun. This, by the way, is one of the main reasons I didn’t wind up trying weed at Bonnaroo like I wanted to: I didn’t want to risk my perception of time slowing down and going insane from the heat, and, more practically, it seemed ridiculous to put something that’s on fire in my mouth for any reason. Granted, I’ve only gone to one, but… I get the feeling that Bonnaroo has gone too far up its own ass. I don’t base that on much; all I really have to go on is the fact that the official theme song that was blasted a bunch of times from the main stage between acts references “the magic in the air.” The only other festival I know of with that sort of marketing push is the Gathering, and that’s not something to which anyone wants to be compared. (http://twitter.com/#!/ZSGhost/status/77151777555886080) Although I have before. The Which Stage is the worst fucking thing. It is the worst fucking thing because it is, simply, a stage that you cannot hear when you are in front of it, but can hear two miles away. I know this because while attempting to watch Buffalo Springfield’s majorly-hyped set, I was part of a chant of “Louder! Louder! Turn It Up! Turn It Up!” and I was only about, I dunno, fifty feet from the stage. Meanwhile, from my half-hour-walk-away tent, I could hear Lil’ Wayne’s and String Cheese Incident’s late-night sets from the same stage fairly clearly (able to make out, exactly, “I know you’re a goon but what’s a goon to a…”) as I tried to sleep. That’s fucked up, right? Feel free to check my twitter feed (twitter.com/zsghost) on this one for additional references to Buffalo Springfield’s sound quality. Crowds Lines! Holy shit, were there lines. Most notably, I waited for two hours at the hottest time of the day to get into Centeroo one time, only to see, once I got to the front, that a bunch of people were line jumping. Downside of lax security, I guess, but also says something about the Bonnaroo audience. A few other experiences re-enforced this. Why were there people translating bands into sign language? Why would you go to Bonnaroo if you’re deaf? You have no cover story. You’re clearly just there for the drugs. aw man who would've thought insulting the deaf would be a bad idea Sightlines A lot of what I’ve complained about has something to do with preparation, or things that can simply not be controlled. Maybe if the days were a few degrees cooler they would’ve been more bearable – and at least it wasn’t raining. Maybe we just happened to come during the biggest crowds at some bands. Maybe it would’ve been more fun if my tent was closer, which was just bad luck. But there was not a single major stage, of the five, where it was easy to see the bands unless you were right there up front. Some of the tents would’ve benefitted from screens of some kind, as often they were entirely overwhelmed (Sleigh Bells and Matt & Kim being prime examples here). Very rarely did it ever take less than a concerted effort to actually see the artist on stage. This is unforgivable. I’m not doing Bonnaroo again next year. Assorted Lowlights It was a bad omen, considering the trip’s purpose, that I was twice assigned to Room 303 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mdB3Oyd5HtU) in hotels on the way down and back… I don’t “get” Neon Trees… distance, a severly obstructed view, and way too tight of a crowd kept me from enjoying Sleigh Bells as much as I could have… I didn’t get the memo that Iron & Wine was now a jam band… I couldn’t catch Primus because I just straight-up did not have the energy to walk over to the stage at which they were playing, which, by the way, was the Which Stage.
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