That lineup looks sick. Coachella and Bonaroo be damned, if I actually get to go to a music festival this year, this is the one I want to go to.
Since one of my good friends from college is having his bachelor party at Bonaroo (and I can’t go for a variety of reasons), I thought this would be a good substitute. A Saturday packed full of unlimited beer, bourbon, and Carolina ‘cue? Umm, OK.
The music festival looks less likely than the B3, so looks like I’ll be digging on some swine come early May. There are worse things in life.