Eyes on the road!
Theres so much goodness to come!
How on earth to pace myself?
How to put it all into context?
How to keep my tendencies to ramble under control?
Frankly, Im not sure I can, or should even bother trying.
No chance, pocket friends.
Tomorrow Ill be up and running by noon.
Id be lying if I didnt admit to being a little worried about my sanity already.
Im gonna need more Diet Coke.
Last year, I accidentally spent a frightening hour circling the entire Calcutta-like campground in my car.
Batting cages, puppetry workshops one could probably enjoy the hell out of Bonnaroo without seeing a single band.
Newton Faulkner, to be precise (get it?
We saw a couple songs, said his friend, trying to rouse him from the ground.
A quick swing through Superdrag still not broken up again yet!
led me over to Grand Ole Party, a trio Ive been meaning to catch for a while now.
Whats not to enjoy about anything described as like the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, if Karen O played drums?
I was completely taken by her.
About halfway through Atkins set, a man appeared next to me, eyes wide.
She just kinda drew us over here.
I hear Springsteens a fan, and that dude knows a thing or two.
The obvious talent of these ladies aside, Im not here to revisit the past, remember?
Eyes on the road!
Dammit, now its 4 a.m., and this was supposed to be my easy day!
All right, PopWatchers: Anybody watch any online footage from this thing today?
Anyone got band suggestions for tomorrow?
