Day 2 is the day. It really is. It’s the day you’re the most rested, the best fed, the most hydrated.
We woke up whenever the sun did. Sleeping in the back of the car was pretty good compared to the tent, with the right breeze…and not minding if people can see you through the open windows. Whenever we broke out our schedules to remember who we wanted to see that day, it was already too late to catch Conan O’Brien. I don’t know when those people got their tickets to see him and I have to commend their efforts. Looked like it was going to become a purely music day.
When we made it to Centeroo, we hit up the water fountain first thing. HOT AS HELL OUTSIDE.
TIP #5: Try drenching all of your clothes in icy cooler water, then putting them on. Works wonders when you’re sick of the heat…or anytime!
TIP #6: The fountain and the water stations are probably your best friends at Centeroo. Love them back.
I made a huge mistake at the fountain though. I went in wearing my socks and shoes, then walked around all day…figuring they would dry in the ridiculous heat. False. They did not. Halfway through Damian Marley, I took off my shoes because my feet started to hurt bad from the crinkles. Look at these alien feet:
I don’t think they ever completely dried. I had to wear Kate’s extra pair of sandals. It was painful to stand in one place (great, that won’t effect me at Bonnaroo, right?) and to walk (again, no effect right?). TIP #7: Take care of your feet. I jacked my feet up both years and it’s not fun.
What do you do when your feet are bothering you? DRINK YOUR FACE OFF!
We came up with a plan to get Jager into Centeroo. Enter: Gooch-Jager!
It’s not very comfortable to walk around like that…but the duct tape was surprisingly gentle on the leg hair. Nobody will search there. Ifthey do…bravo, security person…bravo. When I was strapping up, a girl passed and said “I think that’ll work!”
Kate did not like Jager, let alone strapping up a bottle. Her plan was to fill up an empty water bottle with rum…and then use super glue to reseal the top (can’t have open water bottles through security). Worked like a charm also.
Back to Damian Marley (figured I’d mention Nas was part of the show too) and my tired feet. It was time to drink. I sipped on the Jager, remembering that… TIP #8: Daytime is for water, nighttime is for BOOZE. I was feeling really good by the end of the show…and then Tenacious D got on the stage.
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Man, what a great show. Absolutely hilarious. Plus it was starting to cool off…Kate got to see a show she wanted to see and was starting to get a little drunk also. Fun times!
Time to meet back with Steve and Carlo. We planned to meet by a tree that we took a nap at earlier, but, Kate and I went to the wrong tree and sat there for at least 20 minutes before saying “I don’t remember there being TWO trees here…” and correcting ourselves. We got to the correct tree and there they were…sober as priests. Carlo, offended that I was so far ahead of him in drinking, decided to catch up on the Jager consumption. But, I finished maybe half of my water bottle Jager in 2-3 HOURS. He finished his entire bottle in 45 MINUTES. He blasted off. Kate got tired and went back to camp which left us in Centeroo with a lot of Jager on techno night.
I have never listened to The Black Keys before, so I was going on Steve’s recommendation. What a great flipping band. I got their discography the day I got home. By the end of the show, the Jager was nearly gone and Carlo was begging Steve for his Jager.
I’m not really sure what we did for the few hours until LCD Soundsystem started. I blame Jager.
Waiting for them to start, though, Carlo was getting his face painted…collecting glow sticks…drinking more Jager…talking to random people…touching random people…getting a PBR from random people.
When it started, Carlo turned into a pimp. He reminded me of the diaper-time guy from IASIP, but with glow sticks.
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It was crazy. Definitely hit up the techno tents when you’re there.
We got back our camp at around 5am…which sucks because the sun goes up in an hour or so, and you’re not going to sleep when that happens. I opened the car door where Kate was sleeping, she looked at me…covered in glow stick juice, sweaty, face painted…and asked “WHAT did you guys DO!?”, to which I replied “Kate, I couldn’t begin to explain what happened in there.”
It was time to rest up for the next day.

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