Bonnaroo 2010: Autostraddle Takes Tennessee

Remember when I promised you love letters from Bonnaroo? Well guess what! The Internet is a fickle beast, especially when you’re on a farm in the middle of Tennessee. We tried, though! I even missed Local Natives because I was trying to get online! I KNOW I CAN’T EVEN TALK ABOUT IT PLEASE NEVER BRING IT UP AGAIN.

It’s with this in mind that we humbly offer you a post-‘Roo recap for your vicarious living pleasure. But first, to get the full effect, roll around in some dirt and grab yourself a cheap canned beer and a wet bandana.


Day One:

4:08 a.m. Thursday: “Wake up! It’s time for Bonnaroo!” – Ally

LANEIA: I got this text on Thursday morning, approximately 1 hour after Sarah & I woke up and 3 hours after we went to bed. Who needs sleep when you’re young and full of promises? (Me.)

So at 5 a.m., we rolled out and drove to Manchester, Tenn. After an hour in line to get wristbands and another hour in line to get a camping spot, we were in. We were with a group of hilarious little bedbugs (my cousin, Ally, and six others) who gave us the low-down on how to ‘Roo like a pro. Charles and The Quiet Guy Who Rarely Speaks (I’m terrible with names) even made a flag for the camp — Camp Good Camp — and it was really splendid.

By 7 p.m. it was high time for music, even though we were exhausted, overheated and just generally dazed. You wouldn’t believe 1) the ridic heat 2) the crazy amount of junk food & smoking apparati for sale and 3) how little clothing all of these people were wearing. Never have I been so jealous of guys — they get to be topless and pee wherever they want!

The lineup at That Stage was so good, we just parked ourselves there for the night: Local Natives, Neon Indian, The Temper Trap, and The xx. Stages at Bonnaroo are named This, That, The Other, What & Which. It’s super cute until you actually need to tell someone where you are.

Dougy Mandagi of The Tempter Trap

The Temper Trap was amazing — there’s really no other way to put it. I mean, you guys, I was actually amazed. Everyone was crazy energetic and obviously having so much fun. There was even a water drum moment! And “Sweet Disposition” is even better live.

I thought The xx was enchanting and sexy. Romy Madley Croft was gracious and subdued, which is probably her usual demeanor, and I f*cking loved it. If I told you that I blew her a kiss after the encore, would you want to barf? DEAL WITH IT.

Sarah Sidenote: I thought The xx was SUPER boring. I almost fell asleep standing up. Maybe that was because I got 2 hours of sleep in two days and also didn’t know any of their songs. But whatever. I don’t think I was the only one yawning.

The lovely Margaret Cho contributed a survival guide to the 2010 Bonnaroo book. Her third tip was Hook up with as many people as possible, especially if they are in bands. I did not follow M. Cho’s advice. When a slightly intox Alan Palomo from Neon Indian asked several times if I’d like to make out with him sidestage, because I was “too cute” and my breath smelled like bananas (thanks for the gum, Sarah!), I declined. Even though he’s a boy and I’m a lesbian, this is still something I’m like, weirdly mad at myself for not doing.

Despite the persistent makeout requests and the horrible display of appropriation via topless girls in fake Native American headdresses dancing to “Deadbeat Summer,” I still can’t hate Neon Indian. Keyboardist Leanne Macomber was too adorable in her ripped fishnets for me to hold a grudge.

Day Two:

LANEIA: I learned a lot on this day, which I will share with you now:

+ It’s f*cking hot out there! There’s no sleeping past 7:30 a.m., regardless of when you went to bed.

+ No really, it’s seriously hot. Sweat plus solid colored shirts = big mistake. If you plan on spending any time in the blistering hot summer sun, I suggest packing prints! Sarah had the right idea with swim trunks, too. Also, dresses worn with little biker shorts seemed to be pretty popular. You know, if you’re not into rocking a bikini all day.

+ Make a plan, but be flexible. There are too many good bands to see, and you will fail to see them all. Get over it. Running from the Other Tent to This Tent then to That Tent in the midday sun will only make you want to punch every hippie in your path — even the cute girls in braids. Chill the hell out.

+ Eating an entire apple takes like 40 minutes. Did you know that apples take so long to eat? It’s crazy! I was eating that apple for nearly an hour, I swear.

Friday had what felt like the busiest daytime lineup of the whole weekend. Ours looked like this: Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros, The Gossip, She & Him, OK Go, Tori Amos, and Steve Martin & the Steep Canyon Rangers. I can’t bring myself to tell you who we didn’t see because I don’t want you to be disappointed in us. (AHEM Margaret Cho COUGH)

Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros did not disappoint. I think if Alex Lebert could’ve gently held the face of every person in that audience, he would’ve. He sang from the tops of speakers and barricades and crowd surfed for a while. It was obvious that the crowd loved him and the feeling was mutual. Jade Castrinos swayed and spun around like a woodland nymph. Don’t you hate me for saying that? I can’t help it!

Steve Martin, in addition to being a super talented banjo player, was unsurprisingly hilarious. He joked between songs about things like his iPad and using Charles Humphrey’s upright bass as a refrigerator. Definitely check out “Atheists Don’t Have No Songs,” regardless of your religious affiliation. Also Jack Black showed up, which was cool but also made Sarah feel like a starfucker.

We had some time between Steve and Kings of Leon, so we made the trek out to the press tent to cool off and drink over-priced cups of Magic Hat (mmm!). There were two entrances into the press area, and we’d only been using the most noticeable one. Finding the second entrance was imperative, though, as it was super close to the Which Stage, where Kings of Leon would be playing. But it was getting dark, and the staff left a lot to be desired when it came to knowing what the heck was going on.

press mess hall

I decided to implement the Two Boy Rule. Simply stated, this is when you find two boys together and ask for their help. Two boys are less dangerous than a pack of boys and less likely than a single boy to misinterpret your need for assistance as flirting. Nothing is absolutely foolproof, and it does require a minimal amount of eyelash-batting, but it’s pretty reliable in a pinch. In fact, the Two Boy Rule is so successful, it even works when the men are gay, as turned out to be the case on Friday night.

After our gay boyfriends helped us snake out of the backstage maze, it was time for Kings of Leon. Oh, Kings of Leon, how do I put this delicately… You were a disappointment! When a bearded southern man sings songs about sex on fire, you don’t expect him to chase his on-stage liquor shots with vitamin water. I don’t know, am I being a bitch? YOU ARE IN A ROCK BAND, AND YOU ARE CHASING LIQUOR WITH VITAMIN WATER IN FRONT OF 80,000 PEOPLE. Christ, man. They played a new song, the name of which I do not know, that was considerably more country than anything else in the KOL library, and I kinda liked it. But seriously, does Caleb Followill need me to teach him how to drink whiskey with dignity?

Sarah and I split up after Kings of Boring, me making my way to The Black Keys and she to The Flaming Lips. This was the set I was most excited to see and every hot, sweaty second leading up to it was completely worth the wait. Patrick Carney killed it on drums and Dan Auerbach was perfectly face-melting on guitar / vocals. If I didn’t have to pee so badly that I was almost in tears, I think I would’ve died of happiness.

SARAH: I’ll be honest with you guys, I’m not that into The Flaming Lips. Obvs, I love “Do You Realize,” but I’m by no means a fan. However, everyone knows that their live show is crazypants and is not to be missed. So when I heard they were playing Bonnaroo — with a special Pink Floyd tribute set, no less — I knew I had to go.

I ended up near the front, thank god, because their live show is much better up close. I was super duper sober for this concert. Luckily, all the crazy confetti and balloons, plus all the people around me (it’s possible I was the only person who was not tripping), made up for it.

The music itself was pretty good, I guess, but I was just in it for the theatrics. They def delivered.

Next Page: DAY THREE, a photo gallery and so on…

Pages: 1 2See entire article on one page

Before you go! It costs money to make indie queer media, and frankly, we need more members to survive 2023As thanks for LITERALLY keeping us alive, A+ members get access to bonus content, extra Saturday puzzles, and more! Will you join? Cancel anytime.

Join A+!


Laneia is the Director of Operations and founding member of Autostraddle, and you're the reason she's here.

Laneia has written 922 articles for us.


  1. I haven’t been to Bonnaroo in two years but these kind of articles make me so jealous! I want to go back! I still start stories with “this one time, at bonnaroo…” Great pictures too!

  2. Woah, the night before Jay-Z played there, he was at Isle of Wight festival just, you know, 5000 miles away or something. And Local Natives played on Sunday too. That’s some rock ‘n roll jet-setting.

    Glad you girls had a good time, but wtf sleeping in your cars?! You miss out on the danger/excitement/random conversations from sleeping in a field of drunkards!

  3. Now I really AM excited for Lilith Fair! It’ll be my first music festival and I’ve kinda been ‘meh’ about it … until now. I hope I have at least half the fun you guys did (since it’s only one day and there’s no need to camp in my Cavelier)!

  4. if anyone knows the name of ingrid michaelson’s bandmates, or the other members of edward sharpe & the magnetic zeros, send me a quick email and i’ll caption their photos appropriately! thanks!


  5. i do know that an apple takes that long! i don’t even know how people eat apples fast. once a girl in one of my classes ate an entire apple, core and all. i looked at her all wide-eyed and said “wow! that’s bizarre but awesome.” and then i was treated to a ten minute long lecture on how eating meat and dairy is weirder and how i should be a vegan.

  6. Glad you got some cute shots of Tori!
    We were front & center with the other regulars and COULD NOT HANDLE IT!
    Not even unsafe drinking could mask the hot and make us apathetic to the stifling bodies around us!
    I’ve been to Bonnaroo two years now, and it was so hot this year I nearly didn’t have as much fun.

    However, I’m glad you both did!
    Also, yes to the apple. Such a hydrating ever-lasting treat for ridiculously hot days.

  7. it is a good thing i am not a rockstar, because i seriously mix a lot of vitamin water & alcohol. It might just be “my jam” for serious.

    anyhow amazing recap. next year i must be there, this sounds insane. i like insanity. i will deal with not showering.

  8. This post is awesomeness personified!!
    Sounds like you had an amazing time! I’m gutted I’m not going to any festivals this summer, so being able to experience them through your eyes like this definitely makes up for it!

    Breakfast beer – sounds my kinda thing! I’m adopting that!!
    Also gotta get Brandi Carliles album for my birthday!

    oh, one more thing did you take your Dinah’10 shark with you, and did you catch any of Lissie’s set?

  9. Why I am sad I missed Bonnaroo- Camping!, the possibility of meeting Sarah & Laneia IRL, Ingrid Michaelson, Julie Nunes, Brandi Carlile. Reasons I’m pretty ok with missing Bonnaroo- I once did a hiking camping trip where I had no plumbing/electricity for 6 days, I’m going to Lollapalooza, I just saw She & Him, I’ve seen Margaret Cho twice live & Tori Amos 3 times, Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeroes are going to be at Lolla.

    Excellent recap though, I’m glad you guys had a (mostly) good time!

  10. Okay but where are the adorable pictures of the two of you? I know I can’t be the only one who wants to see those.

    But on the real, that picture of M. Ward and the one of Tori bowing are amazing. AMAZING.

  11. I grew up in Tennessee and worked on a farm near Memphis in the summer, and even though I was in college when Bonnaroo started, I NEVER wanted to go spend my days in the sun with lots of sweaty people and piss.

  12. Thanks for the great writeup! Sounds like a marvelous experience you won’t soon forget. But… I have been living under a rock!! I only found out about Bonnaroo literally the day it was happening. I cried a little inside, because now I’ve not only missed Bonnaroo, but also Wakarusa, which is literally half an hour from me. So I must make plans to go in 2011!

  13. I was there! My horrible forehead burn has transformed into a smokin’ hot tan and I think I might actually like it.

    I have a photo of four people playing beer pong at 9.30am. AWESOME.

  14. Pingback: Return to Bonnaroo 2011: Lists of Collected Feelings, Experiences and What to Pack

Contribute to the conversation...

Yay! You've decided to leave a comment. That's fantastic. Please keep in mind that comments are moderated by the guidelines laid out in our comment policy. Let's have a personal and meaningful conversation and thanks for stopping by!