We’ll be updating this post as much as possible throughout the weekend. This assumes: We’re available / able to put it up + we continue to get them from our field correspondent. It could get tricky. Avoid the brown acid. La esposa is setting up a MASH unit in the backyard just in case . . . Whaaaa? It’s your own trip, maaaaaannnnnn.
Friday Evening, Overall impressions / Jay Electronica:
Jay Elec-Subpar. Bonnaroo is kinda like Panama City Beach Spring Break with friendlier meatheads and a LOT more hippies. Rock on.
Midnight Friday, Communications / Promises:
Cell service poor at best. Full update in a few hours.
We referred to Manchester, TN as East Jesus Nowhere not all that long ago. We should’ve considered this. Crud.
No worries. We’re dispatching our INLE Mojo. It’s a very high-tech machine that transmits pages over the telephone. It only takes eighteen minutes a page. We’ll be JUST fine, thankyouvermuch.
Last day / early evening:
Man, Bonnaroo is a real marathon
We did our best to provide motivation and encouragement. It worked. More arrived.
Country music singers / country music drinking:
Kris Kristofferson and Jamey Johnson just tried to sing a duet, but Jamey was drunk and forgot the words. The crowd loved it.
Phoenix into DMB / seating / ass shakin’:
We sacrificed a good spot at DMB for an awesome spot at Phoenix.
Agreed. Good move.
Phoenix amazing, but we left early anyway. It’s a beautiful evening for some DMB. Haven’t seen them since American Baby.
When did Jimi Thing turn in Sexy Mufucka Shakin’ Dat Ass?
And that, friends, is how we closed real-time communications at Bonnaroo. Seems fitting.
/sexily shakes dat ass