Post by Goldbeard the Weezard on May 31, 2013 23:50:07 GMT -5
Hey guys, after this amazing Sasquatch, which each year being better than the next I just wanted to write something in tribute to Sasquatch and the board. Just a little something about what Sasquatch means to me, feel free to add in your own love of Sasquatch. Mine is going to be long.
Post by Goldbeard the Weezard on May 31, 2013 23:50:40 GMT -5
For those that don't know much about me, I received an Army ROTC scholarship and attended Gonzaga University as an Army Cadet. I was young and dumb and believed strongly in conservative values that my Dad instilled in me, even if I was a bit of a jokester. As I became more educated and grew older I began to change, became way more artistic and socially liberal. I am very passionate about writing and to be perfectly honest, I have probably written about every single one of you that I've met so far in a story or tale. Anywho, I became increasingly disillusioned with what I was doing and when I deployed to Afghanistan I thought I would hqave a chance to serve and Dr. Garbanzoht and do right by Afghanistan. What I witnessed was American arrogance and blunder day after day. I saw young men blown apart, women and children torn up by bombs, Afghan Dr. Garbanzohting Afghan. It began to eat at me, I was completely and utterly depressed. My commanders hated me because of my beliefs and positive treatment towards the Afghan people. About 8 months in I would go to one of our bunkers outside our shacks and load my rifle and sit with it underneath my chin. I thought I was never going to escape. I thought I was never going to be the same. So I had decided to kill myself. Thankfully, every time I sat down within a few hours I would unload my magazine and clear my weapon, go back inside and cry myself to sleep.
I had decided to go to Sasquatch and Bonnaroo, I really wanted to experience music and even better, see old friends. Still, in my dreams Afghanistan was with me, I would wake up screaming myself awake. One time I awoke to find the person I had taken home that night holding me down trying to yell at me to come back to reality as I was screaming. Finally, as time wound down I got my preparations and headed to Sasquatch. I arrived in overflow parking and immediately went around making new friends and meeting old ones. Fortunately I had acquired wizard aids and was taking them to enhance my experience at Sasquatch.
Finally the moment of truth came, The Flaming Lips at the mainstage, playing Soft Bulletin despite the performance not being the best it was exactly the sadness and joy I needed to exorcise my demons. I saw this black goo pull out of my chest, fly up to the sky, burst into a cloud of rain and wash me from my darkness, I felt the anger, the fear, the horror and all the sadness wash away from my soul. I felt like me again. I felt better than I had in decades. I wept and I ran around hugging randoms for some time before going back to hanging out and for a brief moment, I turned into Neil Diamond.
Since then, little by little, I have slowly been becoming stronger, better and the true person that was always deep inside me began to show. Last year I met a fair amount of this board and for the first time in a long time, I felt as if I had a home. Sasquatch was where my soul had meant to be all along, the board and everyone in it, felt so right. The love I feel now is so immense, so endless for my friends and family that I barely am able to contain it. More and more, I feel that way with every new Sasquatch, with every new festival I will be with you all. I know in my heart that I am meant to be there.
For me Sasquatch isn't just music, isn't just a festival, or a weekend. For me Sasquatch is life, it gave life back to me, it showed me to love again and to love others as much as possible. I believe 100% that I would be dead right now if it wasn't for Sasquatch. Sasquatch is healing, Sasquatch is love, Sasquatch is the life that I was denied for so long in the military as a part of an organization that was denied to take the lives of others. We don't have much time on this Earth and I don't know when my life will end, but I am so glad, every day, for those 4-6 days out of a year where I get to be with Sasquatch and with you beautiful and brightly burning souls. You are as meaningful and important to me as the warm rays of the sun beating across my face while sitting on the hill looking down at the main stage. If you read this, I want to thank you for reading my emotional rambling, maybe someday I'll publish everything that I've created, but this is for you all. I look forward to every future Sasquatch we have together and believe me when I say this, I love you guys and gals.
Oh sweetheart how beautiful. Your eloquence about such an incredibly meaningful part of my (and I assume a heck of a lot of the people on here's) life made me cry. I'm going to try my best to add, but there's no way of topping that. Thank you.