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I woke up Sunday afternoon feeling weakened and on my last limbs, to say the least. I suppose this is what I get for partying ’til sunrise at the techno tent with a mixture of Deadmau5 and Gwar supporters. Not too many people I know can admit to that, but I’m still not sure if it was worth it just to tell the story to my grandkids one day.
Saturday at Bonnaroo was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. There is no hyperbole in that statement. None. I was riveted by the performers I saw on Saturday. My expectations were extremely high going into the day and I wasn’t disappointed in the least. If anything, my expectations were exceeded.
I was awakened Friday morning, not to the piercing sun nor the unforgiving Tennessee heat, but to flies the size of a baby’s fist. Ah yes, the life of a Bonnaroo’er. After a quick “shower” in my RV and a morning refreshment (lite beer, it’s essentially the same as water), I headed to the press tent for media orientation.
It’s a little known fact that President Dwight Eisenhower hired a “coach” to assist him in handling the fledgling technology known as television. Let’s face it, Ike was more comfortable developing military strategies behind the scenes than being the center of attention to millions of new TV viewers.
The addition of Kings of Leon to the Bonnaroo lineup was met with mixed emotions at best since it was announced in February. At times the vibe of including the Nashville-based band as a headliner has even been tumultuous.
As I travel to Bonnaroo, I would like to accomplish a few goals. Here are my top 5: 1) Take a picture of every state’s “Welcome” sign – there is something refreshing and exciting about entering a new state. I would like to capture those moments with a photo.
Before my life revolved around music, booze, women, and business I was quite the amateur baseball player. Playing baseball came first in my life from age 6 to 16, and there wasn’t a close second. One of my fondest memories was opening day. The feeling among us players was electric, it was palpable. The smell of the freshly cut grass was a huge shot in the arm. The whole experience was a picnic of feelings and emotions.
When visitors from overseas come to the US, many of them run into an overwhelming experience that most Americans take for granted – they have trouble navigating through a supermarket. The supermarket is in many ways is the epitome of American excess.
Well, my bags are finally packed for Bonnaroo. Since I am a first timer, I have packed according to feedback from Roo veterans. This includes people I have never met before who have so selflessly given various tips via the internet.