Live from Bonnaroo: Xpress dispatch, pt. 4

It feels like weeks since we arrived at Bonnaroo. After four days in the sun, three nights in a tent, dozens of shows and uncomfortably close encounters with tens of thousands of red-faced music fans, it’s good to be home. But the relief comes with more than a little hesitation. Despite the discomfort, festivals can be an oasis, if you’re into that sort of thing, and Bonnaroo is the most epic of American music experiences. Luckily, there’s always next year.

Live from Bonnaroo: Xpress dispatch, pt. 2

It’s 9 a.m. and I’m sitting in a crowded Starbucks about a mile from the festival grounds. As has been the case in years past, the internet at Bonnaroo, even in the press tent, is patchy at best. Luckily, I brought a bicycle to slip in and out of the festival quickly. It’s not the most convenient approach, but the air conditioning is a welcome change from the humidity and the cold iced coffee is just what I needed.

Buncombe to Bonnaroo 2011 ***UPDATED­***

Buncombe to Bonnaroo 2011
Bonnaroo 2011 was hot – and we’re not just talking about the temps. Asheville guitar god Aaron “Woody” Wood played scorching sets that garnered national radio time; local b-boy crew Fresh Trix wowed crowds with their funky body contortions; locally based music marketing company Music Allies ran a huge backstage operation, and countless other peeps with local connections worked, played and partied hard just down the road in Manchester, Tenn. Photos by Jake Frankel