Your best Bonnaroo stories

i dunno you might...probably not though cause im just a freshman so i dont know alot of people outside those i knew before hand

dang!! and i had to make a typo on my first post!!

thanks, now if you explain this whole karma thing to me ill give you my first one of those ever....

and no i dont mean that anywhere near the way it sounds

im leaving the typo though, i think it gives it more character... plus im up to like 4 posts now!

Well, everyone starts off with zero karma when they register. Then, if someone makes a post that is informative, helpful, funny, or whatever, you can click the 'exalt' button, and their karma will increase. Of course, you can give karma for whatever reason you want, or for no real reason at all. You are only allowed to adjust someone's karma once per hour, though. Generally, the higher your karma the better, as it's kind of a reflection on the quality of your posts.

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The whole karma thing is just for fun, really, and no one puts too much emphasis on its importance. Anyway, welcome to Inforoo!

Good 'Roo Stories? I've got a ton of them! Like in '07 playing hearts under a shade tent in the midday heat with a people from California, Canada and Australia. I was finally winning a hand when a traveling, toothless glass salesman came and plopped down his wares down for all to see. I never got to claim my winnings ... damn those salesman. Funniest part was, I had my niece with me ... and the look on her face was priceless. Her first run in with a stinky, toothless hippie dude. Oh, the memories...

Or in '08 when we went back to camp to refuel with some cold beers, and a random passerby came to sit under our shade tent. He wore a red cape and had a dildo strapped over his nose. He called himself "dickface" and I laughed my ass off as I handed him a drink. Because afterall, even the dickman can get heatstroke.

And those are but a few...so many memories

Sunday June 15th Bonnaroo 2008 My last roo memory.

My friend lost his wallet with quite a bit of cash on Thursday night, which kind of put a damper on his first Roo experience. Right before Robert Randolphs Revival took the stage on Sunday I said go check L&F one more time just to be sure. As he walked back towards That Tent I could see he was pretty emotional, I said "no luck?" and he just shook his head and reached in his pocket and pulled out his wallet with every single dollar still in it. Wow! Every show that day was magic. Robert Randolph owned the farm and we celebrated and laughed and had an amazing day. Chain wallet next year Joel you lucky quacker. And much love and respect to the Bonnaroo community who made at least our small group feel proud to be apart of all this at least one more year!

Watching my girlfriend come alive from the first note and stay in this way all the way through roo . She cant waite for roo just as bad as myself . All year long we have fretted due to not ordering the cd or the dvd so we we're extatic when we saw the dvd up on the board bought r copy then and there .

In 2006 I was napping on the grass in front of the What Stage waiting for the next act to come on (think it was Beck or Radiohead; can't remember). I had my hat over my face blocking the sun. All of the sudden, I thought I felt something hit my stomach. I took my hat off of my face, looked down, but didn't see anything; so I went back to my nap. A few moments later, I felt it again...

... I took my hat off and saw this guy grabbing a lighter off my belly. Apparently someone tossed it to him, but missed and it landed on tummy.

That's all. It was a hilarious moment.

Oh, and that one time when Tom Petty surprised the audience by bringing out Stevie Nicks. The guy next to me was all, like, "STEVIE MOTHER-F'N NICKS!" and we high-fived eachother. Cooless 2 the max, man.

Great stories everybody - I can honestly say I've really enjoyed reading every single one.


Another fave of mine - the one I previously mentioned was my fondest memory, but my most bizarre experience of the whole weekend actually happened on Monday morning. After I took down my tent and packed up all my stuff, I lugged everything around the campgrounds, looking desperately for where the shuttle bus was. I searched for a solid hour and asked at least 15 staff members, but to no avail.

So, I finally decided I would thumb a ride to the Greyhound station down the road and buy a bus ticket to Nashville instead. About 45 minutes of hearing "sorry, car's full" had passed when a dilapidated 1973 Volkswagen bus pulled over. On the back, next to the Iowa license plate were two bumper stickers - "Legalize it" and "Jesus saves".

Inside was a husband and wife and their three little kids in the backseat. The husband was an unkempt white guy with dreadlocks, wearing nothing but a pair of cargo shorts. The wife looked more "normal", but was still very clearly a hippie. She didn't talk so much, but the few times she did, everything was about holistic medicine, karma, the cosmos, and other topics of that nature. He sat with his foot hanging out the window and talked to me about the shows we saw and our favorite parts of the fest. They didn't even plan to go to Roo, but they happened to be passing through Manchester on Sunday morning and found someone selling tickets by the road for $50 a pop.

She drove and he rode shotgun, while the kids took up the seats in the back. The middle bench had been removed, so I crouched on the floor, next to a microwave, several milk crates full of children's books stacked on top of each other, piles of old clothes, photo albums, toys, jigsaw puzzles and other odds and ends. I figured that they were either compulsive hoarders, or that they actually lived in the van for long stretches of time, and I'm more inclined to believe the latter.

The wife refused to accept my $20 for gas, saying it didn't feel right, but that if I was adamant about it, she would sell me one of her hemp necklaces she had made. I still have the necklace and I will cherish it for years to come as a memento of that truly surreal experience.

Thank you. Oh, and I forgot to mention - even though I only wanted a lift to the bus station, they insisted on taking me to the Nashville airport instead. Just goes to show what awesome people Bonnaroo brings together.

wow! what a great thread!

okay i have 2 stories to share for now...

1. In 2003 on Sunday night after the closing act it seemed like everyone was there to stay and nobody was leaving and everyone was just partying with everything they had left. So after playing with a few party favors we heard a lot of people yelling out heckling each other so we all started in yelling out as well but we were yelling out random stuff like get your bonnaroo dirt 1 for 3, 2 for 5. Well after doing this for a little while people started yelling out there own random stuff as well. Pretty soon the entire campsite around us was heckling off random items to each other by screaming into the night. There were all sorts of crazy things being called into the night it was absolutely hilarious. One guy was even offering his buddies buttcrack lol.

2. So in 2007 my GF and I were getting pizza and this guy had a few people kind of gawking at him and my GF was like hey that's Ben Harper and I was like no way that's not Ben Harper there's no way. I convinced her that there was no possible way Ben Harper was just walking around Centeroo like that... Well after we came home and a few weeks later we were looking at Roo pics posted online and leu and behold there it was a picture of Ben Harper exactly where my GF said it was him. So wierd. Moral of the story.. GF's are always right.

that barely scratches the surface. so many good ones. i'll come back when i think of another. some of the best ones don't fit in with the guidelines to this board.

I have been to 5 of the last 6 Roos and one of my favorite memories is of walking through Centeroo blowing bubbles. That was great all by its self, but then a really um.. corny.. girl offered me 20$ to blow some bubbles... She took my little bubble wand and blew 1 bubble. then tried to give me the money... I always come prepared, so I gave the girl my extra bottle of bubbles and told her to keep her money. She got so happy she cried. I laughed and laughed... I wish Bonnaroo was here all year... lol

I have been to the last 4 Roos and have many incredible memories. Here are the first two that come to mind.

1. The best show I think I have ever seen was Galactic and Chali 2na late night in 2007. When the show started I was coming down and losing steam quick, but the atmosphere and music completely turned me around for the next four hours. I coulnd not stop dancing and I will never forget that show. It was up against the FLips and Gov't Mule, both of which I was planning on checking out. Galactic and Chali caught me and didn't let go though!!

2. Walking from the What stage back into Centeroo after a headliner has just finish around midnight. I can't remember what headliner it was (maybe The Police) Obviously everyone was already ready for the late night shows!! It was a huge crowd and people kept yelling the most random things. I remember hearing " Has anyone seen my left foot!" It was the craziest moving crowd I have been in.

My best Bonnaroo story actually started because of Inforoo.It happened last year... I saw a post from some random guy asking if anyone wanted to caravan to Bonnaroo with him and his friends. It was their first year going...and since it was my 6th year I messaged him and told him my friend and I would love to meet up with them. So we finally leave and make our way there. We almost end up not meeting them and then oddly enough he texts me and we realize they just passed us on the interstate...so we all pull over and make the trek to Bonnaroo. Long story short....this random guy-Landon-and I end up getting along great and hanging out all weekend long and having the best weekend ever-by far one of my favorite Bonnaroo's. But then Bonnaroo ended and we had to go our separate ways-me to Nebraska, Landon to Kansas City. We knew we wanted to hang out more so we saw each other every weekend until October....when he moved to Omaha ;D. So we have been dating ever since and I'm completely smitten and in love. Yay Inforoo!!!!