Day one: A retrospective

The major rain held off until after festival hours Friday, but it came a crazy flood not too terribly long after midnight (complete with explosive lightning here in Midtown!) and hasn’t let up all that much, which means today (Saturday) is going to be mucky. (And, yes, Muck Sticky*.) I managed to catch at least a [...]

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BSMF Faces: Biting the Bullet Edition

I was hunting for my lost shoe among the Sam’s Town Stage waste late Friday when I saw two stumbly young men eyeing the trash and picking up boxes of cigarettes like bits of gold from a disgusting beer can-strewn stream. They were nice enough to offer me a cigarette, which I declined. And then [...]

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The party has begun

I’m already a sweaty mess but my feet are clean, the air is thick with the smoke of a hundred different kinds of cooked meat, and the music has started pulsing through the speakers scattered throughout Tom Lee Park. No reason to stay inside. It’s time to explore. Catch up with me here until I [...]

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