The Metro Pulse camp arrived around 1p yesterday. We spent the afternoon recklessly unpacking what we'd carefully packed and set up camp. Bonnaroo is like a loose thread in the space-time continuum; the bands may be slightly different, but the look and atmosphere is the same, thankfully. It also looks like Spring Break at Panama City Beach. Shirtless guys and bikini girls are everywhere, drinking beer like it was stolen.
After an afternoon of talking over warring car stereos and boomboxes, cornhole, cheap beer, teriyaki beef jerky, peanut butter Clif bars and delicious Island Jerk Kettle chips, the camp caravanned to This Tent for Superdrag. The band was tight and seemed to be sincerely enjoying the opportunity. John Davis was all smiles, and Tom Pappas spent half the set playing bass on the drum riser. The crowd was cautiously receptive of the unfamiliar power-pop until "Sucked Out" reminded everyone that they were, you know, the band that sang that one song from the 90s or something.
The unavoidable hype of Vampire Weekend drew a crowd thousands for their late-evening set. The band was fun and loose, and the crowd was eating up the plucky sound despite exhaustion from traveling and a day in the blaring sun. They really do sound like a band playing outtakes from Paul Simon's "Graceland".
More to come.