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I'm 41 and thinking about going to Bonnaroo for the first time. I love live music but I am wondering if this experience is mostly for 20 somethings. I'm not much of a drinker or partyer, I'm more interested in the music.
Do you think Bonnaroo is for me? My wife thinks I'm crazy for wanting to go.
Post by LoveLuckLaughter on Jan 16, 2011 21:02:12 GMT -5
It IS for you!!!! I'm 34, my sis is 36, our trip mates last year included a 46yr old guy who was a Bonnaroo virgin, a 15yr old, a 16yr old and two 25 yr olds. We ALL had a blast. It is for everyone!
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Post by A$AP Rosko on Jan 16, 2011 21:11:20 GMT -5
I don't think you're crazy for wanting to go. I should say that I myself am 23 years old, but I don't think anybody is too old to enjoy live music. I, too, am more interested in the music and am not much of a partyer or drinker, but my first Bonnaroo this past year was nothing less than life-changing.
Post by Mista Don't Play on Jan 16, 2011 21:15:17 GMT -5
Go. No matter your age or party preferences you will be able to do what you want and have a good time. A member of my annual crew is in his mid 30s and he probably has more fun than any of us younger ones. I enjoy the partying and loose atmosphere, but at the end of the day, its all about the music, so anyone that enjoys the music can have a good time.
Just to make clear, though, there is plenty of partying and wild antics going on around you, particularly at night. Participation is voluntary, but just come with the understanding that there will be a lot of it going on around you, late into the night/morning. So as long as this isn't a problem you will have a great time.
Go. No matter your age or party preferences you will be able to do what you want and have a good time. A member of my annual crew is in his mid 30s and he probably has more fun than any of us younger ones.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
I'm 41 and thinking about going to Bonnaroo for the first time. I love live music but I am wondering if this experience is mostly for 20 somethings. I'm not much of a drinker or partyer, I'm more interested in the music.
Do you think Bonnaroo is for me? My wife thinks I'm crazy for wanting to go.
I am 33 and there are several people on here older than you who go. Heck SouthGaSensei is older than you and does 8 or 9 fests a year.
Last Edit: Jan 16, 2011 21:30:22 GMT -5 by Deleted - Back to Top
I'm 53 and have been going to 'Roo since '07. The experience has changed my life. Once gainfully employed as a winemaker, I let my hair go dready, and shave maybe twice a month. My righteous lifestyle was frowned upon by my employer, so now I'm blissfully unemployed. The biggest bummer is 'Roo may exceed my capacity to afford a ticket.
Everything's cool though, our home and vehicles are paid for. We live in the forest in the mountains in Virginia. We heat with wood and drink spring water. I pick wild mushrooms, and I just learned you can eat the new sprouts from greenbrier; the green, viney sticker bushes that grow everywhere (supposed to be similar to asparagus).
The winemaking was more a work of charity for the owner. She's elderly and loosing her marbles, and my dismissal was to prove to her children she can still make decisions, however irrational, erratic and flippant. 17 years and not so much as a "thank you." It just confirmed in my mind her accelerating infirmity and decrepitude.
Her kids can run the winery or sell it. I'm out from under that load. I've got my little corner of paradise in the forest. Our rural setting is not so different from the Farm once you sweep the people off it. We have more mountains and trees here. Lots of shade in the summer, and over a million acres of National Forest to commune with Nature.
Still, I'll miss the camaraderie of 80,000 beautiful people groovin' to music. Go. Don't miss it. It's a tribal gathering that fulfills the deepest needs of being human. Feel the vibe. Afterward, you become an apostle spreading the word. Few will listen, but that's ok. You know of what you speak.
Post by LoveLuckLaughter on Jan 16, 2011 22:28:27 GMT -5
^^^^^You're so cool, I'd like to pay for your ticket. Caveat: You have to hang out with me at least one evening and tell me about your wine adventures and drink vino with me.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Go! I'm not much of a drinker and not a party-person at all, but I absolutely love Bonnaroo. It will change your life.
I'm way too lazy to search for it tonight, but there's a thread for Bonnaroo folks 40 or older... so you can see that you're not the only "older" person that will be there.
^^^^^You're so cool, I'd like to pay for your ticket. Caveat: You have to hang out with me at least one evening and tell me about your wine adventures and drink vino with me.
I second this. Drinking with LLL is superfun. Proof: her profile picture.
I knew there would be older people going. Me, I'm 46 and am taking my son for his 18th b-day this year, my 15 year old son and then one of their friends. We all enjoy live music, my 18yr and I are obsessed w/MMJ to say the least. After seeing them in '08 in KC I drug my wife to Chi-town in Dec for our anniv to see them. Looking forward to the whole festival atmosphere and what looks like could be a stellar lineup for the history books. Partying , I've already done my fair share, that's behind me so that aspect doesn't interest me, but hearing about the great time everyone has....has me really looking forward to this year.
If I go it'll be on my own dime. However, if by some great miracle I can swing a ticket, I'd be happy to relate the enchanted and illustrious craft of winemaking. The secret is it isn't *kind* of like farming, it's *exactly* like farming. The romantic part is up in the sales/tasting room, which is not something I enjoy. I managed the production side; vineyard, wine cellar and warehouse. I was responsible for growing the grapes, making the wine, and bottling it. Once we moved it into the sales room it was out of my court.
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^^^^^You're so cool, I'd like to pay for your ticket. Caveat: You have to hang out with me at least one evening and tell me about your wine adventures and drink vino with me.
I second this. Drinking with LLL is superfun. Proof: her profile picture.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
^ Will do. I'm gonna go into the forest and have a face to face with god. I'll try to convince the creator Bonnaroo is a means to do god's will. I'm sure he'll listen. He lives in the forest you know.
Last year at my 2nd 'roo I turned 60 and I'll be going back for my 3rd time this year. It is right up there with with the best experiences of my life and after 35 years of working at a job which was reasonably rewarding but unfortunately cut short by the recession it was a fantastic first adventure in retirement. Plenty of artists are my age (Bruce, Stevie, John Fogerty, Jeff Beck) or older. But the opportunity to hear so much music by so many people in 1 place, is just an unbelievable experience. I've discovered so much by just wandering aimlessly from stage to stage, each year has been an education.
I felt very comfortable and was far from the only card carrying AARP member in attendance. My first festivals date back to the late 60's and I pretty much kept the same hippie outlook on things from those days til now and what goes on at Bonnaroo isn't any different from what we did back in the old days. The people of all ages are friendly, great to be around and just seem to be enjoying each other and the music.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Go go go!! I went to my first Bonnaroo in 08 at the age of 42. Husband and I went with our 19 year old son and our best friends/neighbors. Great times! Went back in 09 in a camper and had an even better time. GA tent camping is not for us anymore We missed last year due to finances but we're really hoping to make it this year.
I didn't go to my first Bonnaroo until I was in my 30s. Personally I don't think I could have handled going to such an event when I was in my 20s. It would have been too much for me to handle due to my many vices and weakness that I am still trying to overcome to this day.
Growing up in an area afflicted with urban decay, I was subjected to many things at a young age. Needless to say, I lived a fast life and grew up through applying trial and error to learn the ways of the world. There were many temptations thrown at me from "party favors" to loose women to gambling to even petty robberies and other silly crimes. Unfortunately, I succumbed to many of these societal ills and my life quickly spiraled out of control in my late teens. By 18, I had various juvenile offenses under my belt that I wasn't too proud of but it was the only way I knew how to live.
By 21, I was really playing with fire especially that any wrong move I made I could be tried and put away as an adult. It was a very tumultuous few years. During that time, I had accumulated huge gambling debts that I was running from not to mention the nasty habit of things I was putting into my system on a daily basis. I had truly become a bottom feeder and had no way out.
Then at 22, I had a spiritual epiphany. I started having random visions of my future on a semi-regular basis. It was a future filled with heartbreak and desolation. This wasn't the glorified life I had one dreamed of by any stretch of the imagination. So at that point in time, I took control of my life and made big changes that shaped my life as I know it now. An alternate future, a trail blazed because I didn't want to go down the road of my nightmare.
I started reading countless works of literature from Og Mandino and John Wooden to Ayn Rand and Noam Chomsky. I started communicating with people who were once in my position and gave them life advice from a experience perspective. I even created a semi-religion at one point and passed out mass literary pamphlets on it to gain the support of followers. I realized I had the gift of communication with others. Not only could I speak well but I could read people's body language and could relate to just about anyone. This led to various well-paying sales jobs that gave me disposable income I could never imagine in a million years. Then it all started to crumble again.
This new lifestyle led to even more temptations than ever before. But it was much more dangerous because instead of being around a bleek urban environment I was around rich and powerful people in suburban sprawl areas. Because these people worked legitimate jobs and had influence, their vices were socially acceptable to a degree. Thus I tricked myself into believing that it was ok to fall to these temptations. So I did; in a major way.
And then I bottomed out. I'll spare you the exact details, but let's just say I went bankrupt and found myself in various rehab situations. But the worst part, I partook in white collar crimes to feed my need for power and the trappings that went along with it. It wasn't a pretty sight. Then it hit me, I actually wanted my old life, as a teenager, back. As bad as that life was, I at least had more control of the situation.
Since then I have gotten my life back in order. I am much more humble these days. But I know the bottom can fall out at any point in time so I take less things for granted. With that said, I finally thought I could handle Bonnaroo. I felt my life was relatively on track and I knew I was mature enough to handle it. I was right, it was an absolute blast and I was able to deal with temptations in stride. Now there is no looking back.
By the way, I suggest you get an RV if you go to Bonnaroo. Old timers like us need our rest. You'll thank me for this.
Go. No matter your age or party preferences you will be able to do what you want and have a good time. A member of my annual crew is in his mid 30s and he probably has more fun than any of us younger ones.
Because 30 is the new 20!!!
Sweet this means I am 26! Heelz ya!
I say go man you will love it and at the same time I get to feel younger when there are people there older than me.
I'm 53 and have been going to 'Roo since '07. The experience has changed my life. Once gainfully employed as a winemaker, I let my hair go dready, and shave maybe twice a month. My righteous lifestyle was frowned upon by my employer, so now I'm blissfully unemployed. The biggest bummer is 'Roo may exceed my capacity to afford a ticket.
Everything's cool though, our home and vehicles are paid for. We live in the forest in the mountains in Virginia. We heat with wood and drink spring water. I pick wild mushrooms, and I just learned you can eat the new sprouts from greenbrier; the green, viney sticker bushes that grow everywhere (supposed to be similar to asparagus).
The winemaking was more a work of charity for the owner. She's elderly and loosing her marbles, and my dismissal was to prove to her children she can still make decisions, however irrational, erratic and flippant. 17 years and not so much as a "thank you." It just confirmed in my mind her accelerating infirmity and decrepitude.
Her kids can run the winery or sell it. I'm out from under that load. I've got my little corner of paradise in the forest. Our rural setting is not so different from the Farm once you sweep the people off it. We have more mountains and trees here. Lots of shade in the summer, and over a million acres of National Forest to commune with Nature.
Still, I'll miss the camaraderie of 80,000 beautiful people groovin' to music. Go. Don't miss it. It's a tribal gathering that fulfills the deepest needs of being human. Feel the vibe. Afterward, you become an apostle spreading the word. Few will listen, but that's ok. You know of what you speak.
I know I have told you before... probably more than once, but I simply adore you.
p.s. and I want to go mushroom hunting with you sometime.