Our generation's Woodstock
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Back in the 90's (high school + college) I went to a ton of raves and Phish shows. Phish had a bunch of 3 day festivals, Clifford Ball (Airforce base in Upstate NY), Great Went (Airforce base in Maine), and Big Cypress (Millennium festival in Florida's Seminole Reservation) - 70k, 75k, 85k respectively. We would pack up my van with our shit and drive 100's of miles to these gigs and just party. At a moment's notice at the drop of a hat there were 5 of us who would just take off...we never had any trouble (other than rain) or a bad trip (affectionately referred to as "turning white") We did it for the hang, the friendship, the girls, the drugs, the experience, and mostly the music. Trying to set up a tent in the rain while tripping hard on mushrooms more than once became a skill that no employer will comprehend but was the difference between life and death for our little tribe.
I can't do that shit anymore though - I got bills, freelance work, and a overwhelming fear now of sitting around doing nothing but getting fucked up. But it was great for the time, to be a young adult responsible for your own entertainment in a creative way - those were great times!
- God that sounds like fun. Thanks for inviting me, prick. I was in HS/College in the 90s too, y'know...era4O4