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They kicked ass in 05. I had been arresed on Friday that year, lost all my money, got beaten and tazed, etc...and still had no problem enjoying their set to the fullest. Plus this looks like our best chance to see Tenesee Jed this year. I'm psyched!
Maybe I'll throw myself to the dogs, but my back's not to the wall Maybe I'll lay some bricks for the man, but the days just aren't that long So if I settle back and chill will I see far enough to feel the angel's dream? I thought it was the Story of the World!
Ok guys, so in 05 I arrived at Roo already a little depleted. Me and my buddy had rode in Greyhound, 30or so hrs of no sleep and little food. Later that afternoon we met some family kids on the strip peddling some better-than-usual favors, on which I overindulged.
Sadly most of the night is stuck in a part of my brain that conscious though can't reach, but I do remember petting some horses, at one point trying to lay down and go to sleep in the middle of the road, then crawling on my hands and knees while puking Another vague memory was trying to talk to this guy, but words wouldn't come out, at least not any human language (the next day i came to realize that that guy was the main security dude at the main gate by the arc). Ugly stuff
So really the rest of the night is a blur of sounds, color's, and melting faces. Pretty sure i got the worst of my injuries from trying to run when i realized i was in trouble, and falling on my face. Got tazed 3 times in the jail-house for not standing for the mug shot or something silly like that. For a while in the drunk tank I though i was dead and in hell, then thought i was abducted by terrorists for a bit before i was straight enough to read "police" on their shirts.
In the end, I got bailed by my mama, ended back up at camp around 10am. Missed Volta, the #1 show I wanted to see that year. Got my band cut, which you apparently don't need after Friday...P.I. charges, bout 600$ in fines, and i rocked out with a broken face for the rest of that weekend.
So thats my Bonnaroo 05 story. Live and learn I guess. I know I will never attempt a dose like that again unless I'm jumping distance from my bed.
Last Edit: Feb 19, 2007 9:35:59 GMT -5 by zombyhipp - Back to Top
Ok guys, so in 05 I arrived at Roo already a little depleted. Me and my buddy had rode in Greyhound, 30or so hrs of no sleep and little food. Later that afternoon we met some family kids on the strip peddling some better-than-usual favors, on which I overindulged.
Sadly most of the night is stuck in a part of my brain that conscious though can't reach, but I do remember petting some horses, at one point trying to lay down and go to sleep in the middle of the road, then crawling on my hands and knees while puking Another vague memory was trying to talk to this guy, but words wouldn't come out, at least not any human language (the next day i came to realize that that guy was the main security dude at the main gate by the arc). Ugly stuff
So really the rest of the night is a blur of sounds, color's, and melting faces. Pretty sure i got the worst of my injuries from trying to run when i realized i was in trouble, and falling on my face. Got tazed 3 times in the jail-house for not standing for the mug shot or something silly like that. For a while in the drunk tank I though i was dead and in hell, then thought i was abducted by terrorists for a bit before i was straight enough to read "police" on their shirts.
In the end, I got bailed by my mama, ended back up at camp around 10am. Missed Volta, the #1 show I wanted to see that year. Got my band cut, which you apparently don't need after Friday...P.I. charges, bout 600$ in fines, and i rocked out with a broken face for the rest of that weekend.
So thats my Bonnaroo 05 story. Live and learn I guess. I know I will never attempt a dose like that again unless I'm jumping distance from my bed.
unfuckingbelievable!!!!! thats all I can say.
I am sure the Manchester cops love bonnaroo time. They get beat on some strangers for a while. They already know all the trouble makers here in town, roo is a chance for them to "get some strange!"
Maybe I'll throw myself to the dogs, but my back's not to the wall Maybe I'll lay some bricks for the man, but the days just aren't that long So if I settle back and chill will I see far enough to feel the angel's dream? I thought it was the Story of the World!
I've never gotten into the Bob Weir stuff...anyone want to change my mind with either some studio tracks to check out or some bootleg stuff I should investigate?
The Weir Here 2 disc set is the best place I would know. 1 disc live , 1 disc studio. Very enjoyable.
sorry to hear that that nuts happened to you bro
Another vague memory was trying to talk to this guy, but words wouldn't come out, at least not any human language (the next day i came to realize that that guy was the main security dude at the main gate by the arc). Ugly stuff
