  Saturday at Bonnaroo... So early to bed early to rise, in Tennesee it gets to be around 100 degrees in your tent by 8 am meaning we all got up early after a long night. Sitting around under a canopy with the breeze was a relief after the tent, though still around 85 degrees.
We sat around groggily for a couple hours trying to clear the mental fog. To kick off the day I saw the Hackensaw Boys, Acoustic Syndicate, and Del McCoury band. The Del McCoury band was great, a true southern bluegrass band down to their suits. Since Cody and I had press passes we swung by the Press Tent to see Jim James (My Morning Jacket lead singer) for an acoustic set. It was great since it was cool and air conditioned as well as being only one of about 25 people there.
After that we headed to see My Morning Jacket but being an old man of sorts I opted to lay in the shade rather than join the crowd up front. Finishing at around 5ish we headed back to the campsite. Dinner and the days stories were shared and rain started pounding. Our shelter (see the pics! ) held strong and we were kept fairly dry for the downpour. This did cause us to miss Steve Winwood and the Dead becuase I was asleep in the van, not wanting to get wet. When I was finally mustered we caught the second set of The Dead which was a great mix of solid classics and new jams. They kept it more upbeat and the lack of crowd due to the rain made The Dead a great show compared to years past. Wet and not to be dismayed we bounced between Primus and Ween only to settle on Robert Randolph and the Family Band. Having seen them before they satisfied every expectation. They put on a great, high energy show moving the crowd with their driving southern rock steel guitar beats.
When they signed off is was around 3:30 am. Not to be stopped we headed to the Comedy tent to see 4 comedians who I totally cannot name at this time. They were funny but what isn't at 4 in the morning. Wet and tired we headed back to the Van for a dry sleep.
By the end of the night a couple things had happened. Cody and I's sunburn from Friday had turned us into raging red tomatoes. I played more of the red, burnt part hurting all over. Cody having a previous tan browned up like a piece of old leather then commenced to peel leaving his forhead a mottled canvas of pink and brown. The other result of the weather was mud. More mud than I have ever seen before. The campsites were fine because of grass and shelters but the main roads through the campsites and Centeroo were pits. This meant that the whole time walking to and from shows (around a mile campsite to Centeroo) and the whole time watching shows you were ankle deep in Mud.
Not much you can do to get around mud but sink right in and enjoy the squish. This led to multiple mud fights, mud wrestling, mud people, people falling in mud, splattering mud on others, and other mud related incidents. After that I didn't think my feet would ever be clean again. It would have ruined any other concert with any other fan base but the warm, happy feeling that was shared throughout Bonnaroo by all only embraced it and turned it into fun. Sunday to come... k.e. 
