A man could drown in all this rain...
Bonnaroo, after another year, you have put me through the ringer. You have attempted to corrupt my mortal soul and have failed yet again and I will dare you again next year. You are not a force to be trifled with; I respect, understand, love and hate you all at the same time. I am a mess and look as though I have returned from war; and I have. It’s been another year and I anticipate the same...
Leaving for Bonnaroo
do you dare mock the son of a shepherd?