Saturday began with hot and sunny conditions, and after hanging at camp and doing some blogging, I went to go see Bon Iver. I arrived late so I couldn’t get inside the packed out This Tent, but listening to them from far away didn’t work out so well for me. The distance from a stage has a large affect on how one experiences a show, especially at a festival. Bon Iver has too many quiet parts for a huge, boisterous crowd and competing stages blasting bass, but the band did do a good set from what I could hear. He even did a Yo La Tengo cover, which was my favourite part of the show.
I then moved up closer for Of Montreal and after going on late they did a typically great show. The tent was scorching hot, so after a few songs I moved back to the field for the rest of their set. I didn’t get to see very much of their stage act for this one then, but I found a spot where the sound was good laying down and just listened to them do all of my favourite songs from their last two records.
After that I headed to the main stage to see Wilco. I really don’t care for their new album very much, but the portion of their set I caught was heavy in all of their classics. I kept waiting on them to play one song I didn’t absolutely love to go see The Mars Volta, and they just kept on bringing it. I love to hear Nels Cline shred. Eventually I got my fill and headed on to Which Stage to TMV. They must have upgraded the sound after TVOTR, or maybe it just sounds so much better a little closer to in, but this set was so good. They played extraordinary versions of some of my favourite Volta tunes. Cedric was speaking more incomprehensible banter than I think I’ve ever heard from a front man. TMV are the masters of intensity, and I think they really freaked out some drug-addled minds.
I made my way over to the Troo Music Lounge next to catch Russian Circles. The place was packed out so I couldn’t even see the band, but they sounded good. They do post-metal that reminds me of Pelican or recent Isis. Then I headed back to camp to pregame for the late night sets because I wasn’t interested in hearing Christmas songs or advice on “sexual healing”. My pregame became my endgame as I wound up passing out right before I was going to head out and see Nine Inch Nails. I wish I wouldn’t have slept through (possibly) the last ever North American NIN show, but at least I did see them last year with the full show. I ended up waking up around 4am and went out to catch the only show that went on until dawn. It was Moe, and as per usual they played lots of dull, unimaginative generic jamband pop.
A thick fog drifted over the fest grounds at dawn, and cloud cover allowed for a cool morning. After another nap, breakfast, and cocktails, I headed to Centeroo to see The Dillinger Escape Plan and Ted Leo and neither really did much for me. Dillinger is nothing but a spectacle, and I just wasn’t feeling Ted Leo. I then spent a few hours at our camp hanging out with my friends, playing flip cup, and getting a little rowdy. After that I stumbled back to Centeroo and bounced around between shows that just didn’t live up to the super high bar set on Friday and Saturday. Band Of Horses have some good songs, but they have a lot more boring songs. Neko Case is too country for me. And while Phish‘s Friday night set was one of the best I’ve ever seen them do, Sunday night was one of the worst. A Bruce Springsteen cameo made me glad I skipped his proper set. After a few more delirious hours hanging out at camp, My 8th Bonnaroo was just a memory.
I’ll have a wrap-up and my final thoughts on the weekend after I recover a little bit more.
- Posted by Davy Minor on June 16, 2009 at 3:31 am