If you've never been to the Gorge, the landscape on the drive there, once off the Interstate, resembles the drive from Fallon to Reno. Or anywhere in Nevada, really.
The campgrounds are the Burning Man of music festivals.
It feels like the Great Migration every time you walk from the campgrounds to the stages.
The Id-ing security guards are no match for Wayne and Garth and our path to $9 PBRs
Everyone from the Pacific Northwest knows each other, apparently.
People give a lot of mixed reactions when you say you're from Nevada. Most are either of confusion or bewilderment.
It's truly a crime to charge $12 for shitty Canadian beer
But it's not a crime to have a festival filled with great looking Canadians
Contra may be boring, but Vampire Weekend is still an amazing live act to see. Flawless in their playing and more fun than Googling disgusting phrases
EVERYTHING The National does is just fucking perfect
A tent with flashing lights, hundreds of sweaty kids, and called the Rumpus Room is a real rumpus
Cute boys on LSD might want to chat up your 15 year old sister. Don't let them
Fuck Wayne
A $13 pack of cigarettes should not be shared with anyone
If Pavement opens up for a band, you have a really good chance of getting to the front.
Massive Attack was mid blowing. And their backdrop couldn't have been more fascinating, especially when trying to read it while incredibly drunk
Your hair becomes a petri dish of funk when you don't shower for 4 days
Throwing up in port-a-potties is the worst thing ever. You'll just keep throwing up. Do it outside
You get a lot of fans when you camp next to the tee-pee people
MGMT is so far from what you'd expect live. And I, personally, appreciated it
Band of Horses stole the show, hands down
It's cool to see Neko Case in person
Dr. Dog isn't as folk-y live as recorded. Nothing wrong with it
My dancing skills are perfectly suited to Fruit Bats
The lead singer of Passion Pit looks just like Nathan and that's weird. But he sounds exactly like he does on the records when playing live.
Ween fans are crazy bastards. Now that's a group of people who know how to party.
The Columbia River background to the main stage looks so surreal, you could swear it's a painting.
Driving back was the worst, yet most satisfactory, experience of my life.
It really will take a few more days before I'm completely back to normal.
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