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Post by polecat on May 3, 2013 12:12:21 GMT -8
I was pretty serious with my guesstimate. We had friends who got in line at roughly 6-7 on friday night and they didn't make it to the festival grounds until after 10:00. Granted that includes some walking time, but you get the picture. Do not underestimate the possibility of an extraordinary amount of traffic on friday night. Ugggh, this is gonna be me. I just don't want to miss Vampire Weekend. I've already have come to terms with missing everything that comes beforehand (re: Arctic Monkeys, fuck, that one hurts). Flying into Portland at 12:30, friend will swoop me, we'll have to make a blitzkrieg-style grocery store stop on the way - shit's gonna be tight. In 2010 I had to pick someone up from PDX and we didn't get to Quincy until about 11:30 at night... campground at 3:30. Just, turrible.
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Post by polecat on Apr 27, 2013 12:02:45 GMT -8
Hey guys, how big of a sack do you think I'll need to bring in these bad boys?
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Post by polecat on Apr 27, 2013 11:56:05 GMT -8
You're a champ. I will seriously do this should I see a bearded tall man flippin' cakes.
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Post by polecat on Apr 26, 2013 13:33:30 GMT -8
I actually had my testicle surgically removed and replaced with a CamelBak. Just one? Space-saving festival hydration AND you can still procreate. Best of both worlds, save for the hideously disDr. Garbanzoured nutsack.
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Post by polecat on Apr 26, 2013 12:45:48 GMT -8
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Post by polecat on Apr 26, 2013 12:37:37 GMT -8
Someone should just start a thread named "Scrotums and Sasquatch: Discuss."
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Post by polecat on Apr 26, 2013 12:16:43 GMT -8
BAG SIZE IT'S SO IMPORTANT AND WE MUST DISCUSS THE SHIT OUT OF THIS MATTER
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Post by polecat on Apr 26, 2013 11:21:00 GMT -8
I had never even heard of The Lumineers, Imagine Dragons, or Edward Sharpe at the time I bought my ticket. How have you managed to avoid them for so long? Truth be told, I'm almost in the same boat. I've known about Edward Sharpe for a few years, but only heard about Imagine Dragons when the name popped up over here. And I refuse to listen to them on the grounds that the biggest douche canoe I know, who has absolutely atrocious taste in music, has repeatedly told me that they're amazing. I realize how obtuse that sounds, but it's a personal thing. And as for the Lumineers... I'm being totally serious here... I thought that the "Hey Ho" song was by Phillip Phillips. Or possibly Mumford. I just didn't care; to me it's just something that gets softly played everyday on the pandora station that my office's secretary listens to. Do they have other songs?
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Post by polecat on Apr 26, 2013 11:12:08 GMT -8
Blargh, once again I wasn't very clear with my words - when I say Camelbak, what I mean is just the bladder. Same thing as what rustuuu is talking about. My festival bag is smaller than a regular backpack, but definitely bigger than the Camelbak ones that are just meant to carry the bladder. So basically what I do is just put the bladder in there, along with a sweatshirt, some cliff bars or whatever, and some hidden booze in an interior zippered pocket. A tight fit but it always works out fine.
I think it's fairly easy to tell we're excited for Sasquatch when we start discussing mundane things like this.
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Post by polecat on Apr 26, 2013 9:25:28 GMT -8
As far as contraband, I find deep in the crotch to be the best hiding spot. I would never hide stuff like that in my bag or pockets because they have been getting more and more thorough with their searches every year. I was more so referring to alcohol; weed and whatever else you're trying to bring in always go straight to the crotch. In years past I've usually gotten a couple of vodka-filled water bottles in via backpack. But it is somewhat risky. When you're picking a line for the entryway searches, my strategy is always to target the youngest-looking Gorge employee. They usually give no fucks. And I agree, a Cambelbak is essential.
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Post by polecat on Apr 26, 2013 9:17:41 GMT -8
I thought the footage of Sweatshirt at Coachella was pretty disappointing. It was basically him rapping over his album tracks, lyrics and all. And yelling the lyrics, too - it wasn't really that Earl voice that I know and love. But then again, I've seen many a rap show that turn out that way. I'm still stroked for his Sasquatch set, but I just hope that the Coachella show was better than the footage translated to.
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Post by polecat on Apr 26, 2013 9:10:54 GMT -8
Yeah, just bring a day pack into the festival grounds - water, (well-hidden) contraband, food if you wanna, a sweatshirt, etc. Whatever you'll need for 12 hours. But remember, you're gonna be carrying that shit around all day. I personally use this backpack that's like half the size of a regular backpack.
Also, and I dont know how you're getting there, but it's a good idea to lock your stuff up in a car when you head into the festival grounds for the day. If you aren't renting a car to get there, I'd suggest making friends with your neighbors and convincing them to let you use theirs. Because it sure would suck to get back to your tent at midnight and find that your giant backpack got yanked.
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Post by polecat on Apr 25, 2013 15:56:08 GMT -8
You should see the rules on conduct for the Stagecoach festival. They literally have to tell people not to Dr. Garbanzoht and fuck in public. While I haven't seen any Dr. Garbanzohting, I have twice seen incidents of public fucking at Samsquantch. One was the infamous copulation that took place during the Decemberists in 2009, which I'm sure most of you are aware of. But the other was the year before, mid-day near the Bigfoot stage - I saw a bit of commotion, investigated, and lo and behold, some girl was just blowing a guy in public. People were taking pictures and filming it on their phones and whatnot, it was pretty nuts. Then some other girl walked up to the two and, as it appeared, informed them that what they were doing was by no means going unnoticed. And then, the craziest part: the girl who was blowing the guy stands up, has this completely embarrassed look on her face, and the two instantly walk away from each other IN COMPLETELY DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS. It definitely looked as though they had met five minutes prior to the spontaneous oral sex adventure.
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Post by polecat on Apr 25, 2013 10:45:22 GMT -8
Proof that Sasquatch is indeed magical and the vast majority of people that attend it are some of the nicest people on planet earth. You'd really think that with around 30,000 people being there you wouldn't necessarily see the same strangers twice (or in your case see your blanket that a group of people out of those 30,000 had). My faith in humanity is partially restored annually on the last weekend of May. People are indeed really fucking nice out there. One thing that's always stood out to me: in my 5 years of going, not once have I seen a fistfight. With tens of thousands of people camping together and often drinking nonstop, you would think that it happens here and there (and, sure, perhaps it does and I simply haven't caught it). But I guess my point is this - I've seen it at other festivals, just not at Sasquatch.
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Post by polecat on Apr 18, 2013 9:18:35 GMT -8
I'm pulling for this jam.
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Post by polecat on Apr 16, 2013 14:48:58 GMT -8
Their new song "Alive" is pretty good as well.. I do like the new single. Five songs it is. And on that note, I really hope that their new album doesn't take the same route as Walking on a Dream... four amazing songs to start it off, then 6 falling somewhere between meh and shitty.
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Post by polecat on Apr 16, 2013 14:45:29 GMT -8
But will there be 3D at party? Please let me know. What does this post mean...? "]
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Post by polecat on Apr 16, 2013 14:34:10 GMT -8
have fun waiting for one song... HEY COME ON NOW. They have four songs.
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Post by polecat on Apr 11, 2013 18:49:11 GMT -8
That's fair. We were annoying as all hell, no doubt.
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Post by polecat on Apr 11, 2013 17:57:44 GMT -8
my greatest campground chanting/screaming affair was in 2009, after two of my friends, two random girls, and myself won - i shit you not - probably 50 games of flip cup in a row, against quite the variety of passerby challengers. we were cheering "CAMP 18!! CAMP 18!!" after each game (as our group and the random girls were camping somewhere near a post with the number 18 on it), and then other people started in on the "FUCK 18!! FUCK 18!!" chants. then there was a whole other group of people yelling for all of us to shut the hell up, and rightfully so as it was about 5 AM at the time. this went on for hours.
these stories get me stoked. er, stroked.
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