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Post by sawgrass17 on Jun 20, 2007 18:19:25 GMT -5
Anyone else feel this? I'm sure its not just me but wow do I love Bonnaroo. This year was my 4th Roo and my passion for that farm grows stronger every year. I feel like I leave a part of me behind when I leave every year. Some of my most depressing feelings during the year occur when leaving bonnaroo. It honestly brings tears to my ears, and it did again this year. Its just the communal feeling and togetherness that everyone expresses that just hits home with me. I get to spend 4 days with friends I only get to see once a year. Maybe that gets me. Everything about the farm is amazing to me. The memories I have created there are amazing. The bonds I have formed are for life. When you go to bonnaroo with people you feel like are you have the upper hand and you know of this hidden gem that the rest of the world is missing out on.
Anyone that can elaborate on their emotional attachment, I would really enjoy reading them. Tons of love to the Bonnaroo community.
Without a doubt. I feel like it runs through my blood. I felt/still feel the same way about Phish and the Grateful Dead. I've never really felt that way about a festival, but after doing it for 6 years, I feel like Bonnaroo has become a part of me somehow. As if the music and experience have altered my ego so that I am at one with the festival. It's a truly unique feeling. I haven't even taken my wristband off yet, and this is the first year I haven't just cut it off after the first shower.
I was just thinking on sunday at Bonnaroo that it was my 22nd night on the farm. I've spent three whole weeks of my life Bonnaroo'ing. That's pretty f*ckin cool man. I'll have to crack a bottle of champagne at Bonnaroo 2009 when I hit a month on the farm.
This was my first Bonnaroo and I must say I have never experienced anything like it. I would say that my experience at Bonnaroo has helped me greatly in amazing ways. I am going through a devorce and lost one of my best friends to an o.d. this past winter and found myself entering a deep depression. A friend suggested Bonnaroo to me, thank god they did and I took them up on it. Meeting all the wonderful people I did helped renew my confidence in people and helped me to finally get out and allow myself to have some fun. The experiences I had (it mite sound cleiche) but they were life changing, and for the better. I know I will return every year to that hot yet wonderful place, and hopefully keep all the amazing friends I made
Ahhhhhhh....basking in the positive Roo vibes. I'm with you Gouge. I said in 2002, "I've just experienced the greatest weekend of my life." I can say in 2007, "I've experienced the 6 greatest weekends of my life."
I'll be happy to clink a champagne bottle with you in '09!
I was just thinking on sunday at Bonnaroo that it was my 22nd night on the farm. I've spent three whole weeks of my life Bonnaroo'ing. That's pretty f*ckin cool man. I'll have to crack a bottle of champagne at Bonnaroo 2009 when I hit a month on the farm.
This was my first Bonnaroo and I am already so depressed that it's over, despite the 20 hour drive and scorching hot heat and super expensive car rental and gas. It was so worth it. I've already made plans to go to Camp Bisco in NY to see Girl Talk since I fell in love with them at the Roo. I still spend a good portion of my work day reading this board wishing it was coming up again. It really is like a drug...
*i like coconuts, you can break them open they smell like ladies lyin in the sun** *Hell I don't even know where I am** *for now I must sit here and ponder the yonder: The herbivores did well cause their food didn't never run** *We listen, if it feels good We shake** *You made a big impression for a girl of your size, Now I can't get by without you and your big brown eyes.**
Post by rastaradam on Jun 20, 2007 20:10:05 GMT -5
I hear what you are saying. When I was driving back yesterday, I thought about how I felt more positive about people and really want to carry that on to "real" life.
All I can say is, I love Bonnaroo.....the best adult playground I've ever danced around in.
This was my first Bonnaroo and I enjoyed every second of it completely. I ended up going by myself because my friends bailed at the last minute. I was a bit nervous but everyone I talked to was so friendly and generous that I felt comfortable almost immediately. Thanks everyone! I made some new friends, heard some great music, saw some crazy things, and ate a pound of dust. It was a blast. I'll be back next year and I'll try to get my friends to get their collective sh*t together.
I'm having some serotonin issues myself but aside from that, I truly love that farm. I will be back again and again. I love all those damn hippies (even if they all aren't really hippies) I love the lights when they shine through the trees, I love the smells (mostly), I love a 4/4 beat heavy on the 1 and the 3, I love it all...
damn I wish I could hit Allgood
sigh... the sadness is setting in. I miss everything.
sigh... the sadness is setting in. I miss everything.
LOL! NOOOO! Not yet!!
I am still on the high....not ready for the depression to hit yet....ever...but I know it will *sigh* My first, but DEFINITELY NOT my last 'Roo!! From the minute I set foot on the farm I knew it was going to be great and it still is! I'm still walking on air, didn't want to leave but the memories and sounds and pictures and meeting all the cool people....weeeeeeeee! I may still be like this by the time I get there next year! ;D
That little house on Bushy Branch right next to the farm? I might have to look into buying that......
I can relate to most everything said in this thread. In 2004, my first time, I went into Bonnaroo looking for an adventure, a serious trip, and more great music than I'd be able to digest. By the time we had left, I had changed as a person. Like many around here, it was my first major festival and it opened up a lot of doors. Before that, I hadn't realized that all these different types of music could coexist in such tight quarters -- of course, this led to all these different types of people able to coexist -- adding to the grip on my heart.
I'm not naive though and realize this is a short term, quick glance, at an idealized gathering of human life. All this beauty won't ever transfer into the real world, but like rastaradam said, we can all carry a little bit out with us, pass it along, and allow it do what it will.
I have no religion and, in all reality, probably haven't for my entire life. For close to a decade now, I've called music my religion, without a hint of sarcasm -- there's no tongue in cheek haze about it -- I believe it. These mass gatherings of people, are my church -- my annual pilgrimage to this sonic/social Mecca, is Bonnaroo. Actually, a few months back I picked up the Hitting the High Notes dvd (High Sierra docufilm) and heard Tim O'Brien express an almost identical sentiment and it gave me chills. It's not that I thought my feelings were all too unique, it's just that I had never heard them mirrored back to me so accurately. He spoke of how there's a rainbow of beliefs among the people at these festivals, but music acts as the common ground in bringing them all together. It's this bond that allows someone to feel comfortable in smiling at everyone and knowing that they're all in on the wonderful joke.
As each year has come and gone, my feelings have only grown stronger. That old saying about how 'distance makes the heart grow fond' is about as true as can be when it comes to Roo. This 360 days of waiting only add to the beauty. Since getting my feet wet in 2004, I've gone to other festivals and have had an absolute blast. They work on their own individual merits, but also, in the grand scheme of my faith, act as a pit-stop on the way to Manchester, TN. No matter what happens, there will always be something so damn special about that farm.
I can relate to most everything said in this thread. In 2004, my first time, I went into Bonnaroo looking for an adventure, a serious trip, and more great music than I'd be able to digest. By the time we had left, I had changed as a person. Like many around here, it was my first major festival and it opened up a lot of doors. Before that, I hadn't realized that all these different types of music could coexist in such tight quarters -- of course, this led to all these different types of people able to coexist -- adding to the grip on my heart.
I'm not naive though and realize this is a short term, quick glance, at an idealized gathering of human life. All this beauty won't ever transfer into the real world, but like rastaradam said, we can all carry a little bit out with us, pass it along, and allow it do what it will.
I have no religion and, in all reality, probably haven't for my entire life. For close to a decade now, I've called music my religion, without a hint of sarcasm -- there's no tongue in cheek haze about it -- I believe it. These mass gatherings of people, are my church -- my annual pilgrimage to this sonic/social Mecca, is Bonnaroo. Actually, a few months back I picked up the Hitting the High Notes dvd (High Sierra docufilm) and heard Tim O'Brien express an almost identical sentiment and it gave me chills. It's not that I thought my feelings were all too unique, it's just that I had never heard them mirrored back to me so accurately. He spoke of how there's a rainbow of beliefs among the people at these festivals, but music acts as the common ground in bringing them all together. It's this bond that allows someone to feel comfortable in smiling at everyone and knowing that they're all in on the wonderful joke.
As each year has come and gone, my feelings have only grown stronger. That old saying about how 'distance makes the heart grow fond' is about as true as can be when it comes to Roo. This 360 days of waiting only add to the beauty. Since getting my feet wet in 2004, I've gone to other festivals and have had an absolute blast. They work on their own individual merits, but also, in the grand scheme of my faith, act as a pit-stop on the way to Manchester, TN. No matter what happens, there will always be something so damn special about that farm.
That gave me chills. I'm completely in love with bonnaroo. It was my first festival, but certainly not my last. Something about that place, the people, the atmosphere, captured my heart. I can't even begin to express the happiness this past weekend brought to me. I feel as if I'm a new person who is looking at the world a bit differently now. Throughout the whole weekend I would just take the time to look around and I would smile knowing that I was lucky enough to be experiencing the greatness of Roo and enjoying it with people that were just as happy as i was. It's hard to express the feeling that it gave to me, but it really has brought me to tears the past couple of days after being back. I remember Monday morning leaving the farm and thinking even though I was dirty, smelly, and tired, I wanted to stay. It's a bit bittersweet being back at home. I miss that place so much but I'm going to take that time that I spent there and be a better person because of it. It may sound crazy to those who haven't experienced it, but that weekend there changed my life and i can't wait to do it all over again next year.
Love mornings at Roo. When the sky turn from black to blue, thats means its bedtime.
i just noticed my karma is down one from yesterday. I knew yesterday when i posted that i left the tool show my karma would go down . . . lol I tried to be a positive as possible. Oh well
I can relate to most everything said in this thread. In 2004, my first time, I went into Bonnaroo looking for an adventure, a serious trip, and more great music than I'd be able to digest. By the time we had left, I had changed as a person. Like many around here, it was my first major festival and it opened up a lot of doors. Before that, I hadn't realized that all these different types of music could coexist in such tight quarters -- of course, this led to all these different types of people able to coexist -- adding to the grip on my heart.
I'm not naive though and realize this is a short term, quick glance, at an idealized gathering of human life. All this beauty won't ever transfer into the real world, but like rastaradam said, we can all carry a little bit out with us, pass it along, and allow it do what it will.
I have no religion and, in all reality, probably haven't for my entire life. For close to a decade now, I've called music my religion, without a hint of sarcasm -- there's no tongue in cheek haze about it -- I believe it. These mass gatherings of people, are my church -- my annual pilgrimage to this sonic/social Mecca, is Bonnaroo. Actually, a few months back I picked up the Hitting the High Notes dvd (High Sierra docufilm) and heard Tim O'Brien express an almost identical sentiment and it gave me chills. It's not that I thought my feelings were all too unique, it's just that I had never heard them mirrored back to me so accurately. He spoke of how there's a rainbow of beliefs among the people at these festivals, but music acts as the common ground in bringing them all together. It's this bond that allows someone to feel comfortable in smiling at everyone and knowing that they're all in on the wonderful joke.
As each year has come and gone, my feelings have only grown stronger. That old saying about how 'distance makes the heart grow fond' is about as true as can be when it comes to Roo. This 360 days of waiting only add to the beauty. Since getting my feet wet in 2004, I've gone to other festivals and have had an absolute blast. They work on their own individual merits, but also, in the grand scheme of my faith, act as a pit-stop on the way to Manchester, TN. No matter what happens, there will always be something so damn special about that farm.
Post by poopzilla33 on Jun 21, 2007 11:40:39 GMT -5
mikede said:
Love mornings at Roo. When the sky turn from black to blue, thats means its bedtime.
i just noticed my karma is down one from yesterday. I knew yesterday when i posted that i left the tool show my karma would go down . . . lol I tried to be a positive as possible. Oh well
no reason to take karma form someone just cuz of their opinion. have one on the house
I think this roo has made me and my significant other roo addicts.
I really hope for a lineup that we like next year so we can be as excited for '08 as we were for '07.
We really did have such a nice time, which far made up for my problems and early departure in '05, when something fell short. This time I got what I was looking for, that feeling of being part of a group in some mass coordinated effort. I grew up at motocross tracks, and in some aspects, this helped fill that tiny void I've had since my motocross days have passed. Camping out, People working together, hanging out, helping each other out, talking about what's going on. It really made my weekend. I really am going to have a pang next year if we can't swing it.
I'd like to thank my kind neighbors and the mellow folks in VIP that made everything so much easier. As well as inforoo that helped me keep informed and plan ahead.
We treat mishaps like sinking ships and I know that I don't want to be out to drift Well I can see it in your eyes like I taste your lips and They both tell me that we're better than this
Post by ClarkGriswold on Jun 21, 2007 17:48:40 GMT -5
aquariumdrunk said:
I can relate to most everything said in this thread. In 2004, my first time, I went into Bonnaroo looking for an adventure, a serious trip, and more great music than I'd be able to digest. By the time we had left, I had changed as a person. Like many around here, it was my first major festival and it opened up a lot of doors. Before that, I hadn't realized that all these different types of music could coexist in such tight quarters -- of course, this led to all these different types of people able to coexist -- adding to the grip on my heart.
I'm not naive though and realize this is a short term, quick glance, at an idealized gathering of human life. All this beauty won't ever transfer into the real world, but like rastaradam said, we can all carry a little bit out with us, pass it along, and allow it do what it will.
I have no religion and, in all reality, probably haven't for my entire life. For close to a decade now, I've called music my religion, without a hint of sarcasm -- there's no tongue in cheek haze about it -- I believe it. These mass gatherings of people, are my church -- my annual pilgrimage to this sonic/social Mecca, is Bonnaroo. Actually, a few months back I picked up the Hitting the High Notes dvd (High Sierra docufilm) and heard Tim O'Brien express an almost identical sentiment and it gave me chills. It's not that I thought my feelings were all too unique, it's just that I had never heard them mirrored back to me so accurately. He spoke of how there's a rainbow of beliefs among the people at these festivals, but music acts as the common ground in bringing them all together. It's this bond that allows someone to feel comfortable in smiling at everyone and knowing that they're all in on the wonderful joke.
As each year has come and gone, my feelings have only grown stronger. That old saying about how 'distance makes the heart grow fond' is about as true as can be when it comes to Roo. This 360 days of waiting only add to the beauty. Since getting my feet wet in 2004, I've gone to other festivals and have had an absolute blast. They work on their own individual merits, but also, in the grand scheme of my faith, act as a pit-stop on the way to Manchester, TN. No matter what happens, there will always be something so damn special about that farm.
Aquariumdrunk,
That post was beyond beautiful.
I passed on going this year, and this year would have been my 5th year at Bonnaroo. I thought Bonnaroo had changed.
However, all of these posts have shown how wrong I am.
Much love to all that feel that way! Hope to see you all next year, ClarkGriswold
Post by bonnagraffiti on Jun 21, 2007 17:52:56 GMT -5
The attachement to Bonnaroo was almost unbearable as I trudged into my corporate job Weds morning. I came up with an analogy for how I felt walking in the sweltering parking lot in Phoenix: I felt like a prisoner coming back to his/her cell after 5 days in the yard.
This year marked my 4th Roo, and was definitely my favorite. 03 was awesome, but kinda muddy towards the end. 04 sucked because I spent it hobbling around on cruches. 05 was rad because it was the first year it wasn't muddy. 06 I missed. 07 I didn't, and all the future Roos I won't either.
The camraderie, the music, the freedom, its all too much to try to describe in one post. It has come to represent many things for me personally, including a time in which I see some friends that I only see each year at the Roo. It has consistently been my most anticipated 4 days of the year for the last 5 years. That farm will forever be blessed. 16 days have I spent there.
The drive home is always the worst. This year, I felt unusually good after 4 days of freedom and partying. We reveled in our favorite shows, talked about the new friends we had met and observed the quiet farm settling down, littered with memories and happy times.
I love how some things that are looked down upon on the outside are normal at the Roo. This year was no different. The bandanas worn on the faces of attendees to try to filter the dust comes to mind. Wearing whatever you feel like, or not wearing for that matter. Wanna experiment? Go ahead. Wanna stay sober? Go ahead. Wanna dance naked on your RV at 6am to Sasha and Digweed? Go ahead!
I will see you all next year, I have only just discovered this forum and look forward to chatting with you all as we go back to our lives post-Bonnaroo.....or is it pre-Bonnaroo 08????......decide for yourselves!!
Post by sawgrass17 on Jun 21, 2007 18:14:26 GMT -5
That is it, the things that are accepted at bonnaroo, things that are norms. All that Individuality comes together in one place is what is so great about it. Everyone is themselves and you dont have to worry about what you look like or worry about if you will fit in or all those stupid societal pressures. It is an amazing place. Day to day life there. Asking your neighbors for something you forgot to pack. Having no hesitation to talk to your neighbors. Shoot, having no hesitation to talk to anyone who walks past you. Free High Fives, free hugs, all of that stuff is what drives my attachment to this place. Wearing goofy hats or costumes. Painting our bodies. Being surrounded by such an amazing feeling is incredible to me. I love the Roo.
When they come to take you down When they bring that wagon round When they come to call on you and drag your poor body down Just one thing I ask of you, just one thing for me Please forget you know my name, my darling sugaree Shake it, shake it sugaree, just dont tell them that you know me