Remember yesterday when I complained about the comedy lines? Well, I missed Marc Maron because I was waiting in line for Aziz Ansari, and was only five people away when they ran out of tickets. It was a bummer, but A: I've seen Aziz before, and B: I had nice conversations with other folks queued up around me. This one guy had on a Game of Thrones T-shirt, and I saw him receive at least two high-fives from strangers shouting "King of the North!" and "Winter Is Coming!" respectively. Comedy nerds are an affable sort, which is important: I estimate at least 5,000 people were lined up trying to score tickets to Aziz, and I saw no line cutters, queue jumpers, or "saving a spot" jerkoffs.
I had intended to see Caitlin Rose in lieu of Aziz, but almost as soon as I arrived to her set I ran into a couple of local pals who needed directions to the rest of their campsite, which just happened to be near Team Cream. That's one of the best parts about Bonnaroo for Nashvillians — it's a trip away from town, but you always seem to run into someone you know at least once a day. So far I haven't run into anyone I don't like!
While I went to and greatly enjoyed Radiohead (more on that from Jim Ridley and others), the most fun of my night was had at Major Lazer. This was the only show I've seen where the guest area to the side of the stage was just as into the party as the main floor; multicolored streamers were shot out into the crowd, group mastermind Diplo ran down to the crowd and doused people with (what looked like) champagne, "Intergalactic" was played, "Pon De Floor" was played, and I jumped up and down and moved my hands in the air every time I was directed to do so. Bubble butts were popped. Titties were shaken. A hokey sing-along of "One Love" closed it out.
Then some girlfriends and I wandered off to look at trees for a while. Then we went to bed.
NUMBER OF BEETLES THAT FLEW DOWN MY SHIRT: Two
NUMBER OF TIMES I WAS ABLE TO SUCCESSFULLY COORDINATE MEETING WITH MY SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Zero (again)
ACTOR/COMEDIAN I SAW ENJOYING MAJOR LAZER WITHOUT MAKING A FOOL OF HIMSELF: Andy Daly