Evening, day 1It's evening now and so far the only song I've actually had a chance to stop and listen to was a guy with an acoustic guitar on a small stage doing a Tom Waits cover.
I'm already dirty, sun-burnt and covered in sweat, and so is everyone else. Hopefully things will cool down a little when night comes.
For anyone who doesn't know, getting into the festival today was not fun. I know it took me about four hours in all to get in and I heard some people complaining of longer waits than that. It blew my schedule, but I have seen some colorful people today, and hey that's what half of this is all about.
Aside from the driving part, I have walked a lot. If you plan to come out, check out the map at
Wakarusa.com before you come out so you know where to park and where you want to go. You don't want to waste more than an hour just walking to your first concert.
Festival-goers seem to be loving things so far and it looks like there are more vender booths than last year. Looking around, here's a quick rundown of fashion at Wakarusa: no shirt, no shoes, let's party. Guys and girls have a few things in common here. They both seem to prefer sandals, though they will bo barefoot in the grass. They both avoid shirts. Many girls stick to the bikini tops. A guy in the media tent with me is going with the leather vest sans-shirt -- always classy. Even I've shed my shirt in an attempt to stay cool (in both contexts).
Pictured: The man with the leather vest interviews a guy from Disco Biscuits.Lastly, I hate to be stereotypical, but hair is everywhere. And I'm not talking about 'oh those darn long-haired hippies.' No, I'm talking about chests, faces, legs and armpits. Yes the girls too. Nair would do well to keep its distance from this market.
I set up my tent at around 4:30 p.m., but now I'm really questioning my fortitude. Should I suck it up and camp like everyone else? Or should I drive the 10 minutes it takes to get to my house and sleep in a real bed with air conditioning after taking a long hot shower. I shouldn't even think about it because when it comes down to it, that $30 Wal-Mart tent just doesn't look like much fun to sleep in.
I really should toughen up. I met a guy earlier who rode a bus 18 hours to get here from Wisconsin. He then implied that it wasn't an entirely drug-free trip, (pun intended), but still, they guy cares about his music.
Really, I'm not all doom and gloom. The day isn't done yet and I've heard a buzz going around about the Disco Biscuits show at 11:45 p.m. and local band Ghosty will play at 1:40 a.m. Check back for more pictures and reviews.
P.S. -- I need soap... and I'm not the only one.