Bonnaroo 2013 Notes
Friday 2013
-got to bonnaroo late. About 7pm tonight. Trying to find Brennan in this jungle. Right by my car I saw two lesbian girls
having sex. Were ok attractive. Good way to start off bonnaroo.
-overheard a girl. Just blurted out at a guy. "what's that documentary called?"
-breathing in the smell of
marijuana. Waiting for Paul McCarthy to
come on. Brennan just put together a two
pointed chair, so prepared. First hot
dogs, Gatorade, now a two legged chair.
Crazy. Still no sign of
molly. The watch continues.
-a little high. Group with multicolored neon gallons that are
glowing. Moving them around
pleasingly. Warmly.
-Paul McCarthy's still got it. I mean literally, he's still got it. Using a guitar from the 60's and from the
original recording.
-1027pm, we're all puppets now
-its still early in bonnaroo, hard to
gage what is going on. People are still
so exuberant, tolerant, optimistic, we haven't recked anything yet. The smell in the air(besides the weed), is
palpable. Its a kind of careful,
precarious, carelessness/abandon. The
feeling that anything is possible, that there are hurdles, but it doesn't
matter, nothing matters. All that
matters is that we're here. Out
collective energy, you can't see it, but it will produce the wave we can
ride. Our energy will carry us through. We're not thinking or planning, that would
dull our energy. Our energy will solve
all those vague problems, the idea that we're on the right side of history. Everything will somehow work out, I will
somehow find Molly in this crowd of over 50,000. We'll see how far the wave takes us to
shore. It may be years, but will find
out if it crested to soon, or not at all.
-Brennan just shouted "just got
paid"
-crowd getting anxious for zz
top. Chanting. Getting bit rowdy.
-little kid of all about 6 is getting
down in his light up shoes. He's braking
out the break dancing moves.
-just saw some guy with a bacon
strips t-shirt covered head to toe in glitter.
-don't zz stop
-just overheard two hipsters talking
about Toms shoes and what they wanted to do that was just like it. Then the guys was like, "whoa, you
realize I'm wearing Toms shows right now."
-at pretty lights. Really tired.
The lights and lasers are so intense.
The guy right next to me on my right is juggling these really intense
light circles that keep changing. Its
right in my peripheral line and killing me kindly. They are nit gloves with lights at the finger
tips. Another person asked to see
them. The guy to my right said he's
triping so hard, he 'needs' them. He's
on the edge. Where does that leave me?
Disorientation at bonnaroo. Strange
smells, weed and strong expresso.
-crazy flags and idols on
sticks. Buzzlightyear, the grim reaper,
blue angle jet, eagles, dinosaurs. What
does it all mean in the lights? Doesn't
matter march on.
-giant Parachute, like the one we use
to have in grade school gym. People
using it the same way, just high. No
games, just the thrill of having a parachute.
-psychedelic Christmas light up barn
that beckons all that walk by. Strange
dj/edm/line dancing inside. What is this
place. Lots of hot blond girls. What can this place not produce and I'm
mostly sober.
