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One of my favorite music blogs, I Guess I'm Floating, just clued me on to the Bonnaroo Festival, happening in June outside of Nashville, and the fact that FUCKING RADIOHEAD will be headlining.
Sigh.
I don't know that my chances of going are that terrific. The boyfriend's idea of taking a vacation does not include standing in a field in Tennessee with a bunch of hippies.
But... FUCKING RADIOHEAD!!! And Death Cab. And Beck. And Ben Folds.
I could go without him. Maybe? Sigh...
Tickets go on sale on February 11th, so I'd better decide relatively soon, I guess. Thom and the boys are supposed to be doing a proper-ish tour this year, anyway, so maybe it ain't necesarry for me to head all the way down there. Though tickets for their last show here in NYC evaporated so quickly I didn't get to go...
I will see them this year. I will see them this year. Keep repeating until true.
UPDATE: So it turns out that good friends of the boyfriend go to Bonnaroo every year, and will probably be going this year, too. So he said for me to email them and see what the deal was, and maybe he'd be up for it. SCORE! I knew there was a reason I adore him so.
One of my favorite music blogs, I Guess I'm Floating, just clued me on to the Bonnaroo Festival, happening in June outside of Nashville, and the fact that FUCKING RADIOHEAD will be headlining.
Sigh.
I don't know that my chances of going are that terrific. The boyfriend's idea of taking a vacation does not include standing in a field in Tennessee with a bunch of hippies.
But... FUCKING RADIOHEAD!!! And Death Cab. And Beck. And Ben Folds.
I could go without him. Maybe? Sigh...
Tickets go on sale on February 11th, so I'd better decide relatively soon, I guess. Thom and the boys are supposed to be doing a proper-ish tour this year, anyway, so maybe it ain't necesarry for me to head all the way down there. Though tickets for their last show here in NYC evaporated so quickly I didn't get to go...
I will see them this year. I will see them this year. Keep repeating until true.
UPDATE: So it turns out that good friends of the boyfriend go to Bonnaroo every year, and will probably be going this year, too. So he said for me to email them and see what the deal was, and maybe he'd be up for it. SCORE! I knew there was a reason I adore him so.
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