First Sunrise of Bonnaroo

What could possibly keep this Death Star of an entity, Cherrystew, from producing its quota of blogs lately? Only a wedding and 4 days of camping with 90,000 of my best friends could. This is last Thursday... the gates opening up to let in the creative juices of Old Crow Medicine Show, Widespread Panic, Dave Matthews, Herbie Hancock... and about fifty others. We were only hindered briefly by the newly recognized element: MUD. Let's just say that mud mixed with porta-potties blurs some disturbing lines. But who will remember that minor detail by the time next year's Bonnaroo comes around? Those memories will be replaced by the desire to see as many bands in a day as your feet can stand to walk to and to enjoy the thrill of being the first one to use a freshly sanitized porta-potty.