It’s been two weeks. I’m down a phone and my cardiovascular levels are still well below average. I haven’t been “medically” diagnosed with a completely ruined liver, whatever the technical term for that is, but it hasn’t been “medically” confirmed to be working correctly, either. Let’s be clear: one cannot do Bonnaroo unprepared. Much like a marathon, there is preparation that goes with it, preparation that is a must. Without that preparation you find yourself in an open tent, underneath a torrential downpour with a pool-type situation developing on your moderately inflated air mattress. It’s four days of non-stop sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll … and hip-hop and indie-whatever and folk and dance and trance and creepy Santas and Beatles doing Beatles things. It’s survival of the fittest, and it’s worth every second of it.
My plan going in was to live-tweet my ‘Roo experience. This was a great, amazing, flawless plan. My phone died (Like died, died.) roughly 2 hours after I arrived on Friday afternoon. Now that I’ve had time to sit back and reflect on that memorable June weekend, though not physically recovered, and had time to purchase a new phone, I thought I should remedy the problem of the lack of live-tweeting and retroactively relive ‘Roo 140 characters at a time. Won’t you join me?
@mattwink: I just took a cab, a plane, another plane, a bus. Now walking through 80,000 tents looking for someone whose phone isn’t on. #Rooproblems
@mattwink: I need water and FOR BIG KRIT TO PERFORM EVERYDAY OF MY LIFE
@mattwink: WU-TANG CLAN AIN’T NOTHING TO **** WITH WAS JUST SAID TO ME. JUST ME. THEY SAID IT TO ME.
@mattwink: “I bomb atomically, Socrates’ philosophies and hypothesis can’t define how I be droppin these mockeries…” I. Can. Die. Now.
@mattwink: watching RayLand, again. Different stage, less instruments. Bigger crowd. Word gets around ‘Roo.
8:00 p.m. to 3:00
Even in a retroactive Twitter diary, you have to put your phone down and live life. Saturday night brought in The Lumineers, Jack Johnson coming in from the bullpen to take over the stage for the ill-fated Mumford and Sons, R. Kelly, The Super Jam, Weird Al and Empire of the Sun. It was the most chill, awkward (in the very best way) series of live acts I’ve every seen in my life and the picture could not be painted with just a few fake tweets. It’s why you come to ‘Roo. That block of time.
@mattwink: HE WON’T STOP RUNNING (WALKING) THROUGH THE CROWD AND SMOKING ALL THEIR WEED.
@mattwink: I CAN’T TWEET WHAT JUST HAPPENED!!!!
@mattwink: I am currently NOT watching Macklemore and Ryan Lewis
@mattwink: There are new laws at this point. Kendrick is our ruler and we must obey.
@mattwink: No one knows what just happened and no one will ever forget it
@mattwink: WHITE PEOPLE LOVE A$AP
@mattwink: EVERYONE IS NAKED
@mattwink: one can not go see Tom Petty after that just happened
@mattwink: changed my mind. Just saw “Free Fallin’” live. That’ll do it.