funny ACL stories

weenie wrote:

yield2me wrote:

Ledbetterdays wrote:

When you stand in the same spot for 8 hours you see a lot of funny things. I think a lot of us chose to be on Mike's side which I was maybe 7-10 people deep. The nice thing was we were all taking care of each other trying to not let cutters up front. I remember some girl trying to flirt her way up front and being told to forget it. Everybody basically had to pass our credibility tests on whether they had been there long enough to go get a drink and come back etc. It was a community. That being said I think it was about halfway through that some girl came charging through and ran into this other girl to my left and punches were thrown. I got hit with a water bottle by blue hat guy but could never find it in the mud. During Given to Fly the guy next to me grabbed my shoulder and said we are gonna start jumping when we get to the wave came crashing part. Since I had nothing but mud under my feet I grabbed the guy next to me and said the same thing and we bounced through the song without falling. I felt bad for the people that they had to take out because of heat, dehydration, exhaustion. There is no other band I would have put up with all of it for than PJ. Also during Given to Fly Eddie came over to the sign language interpreter who was right by us and kinda sang the song to her/watched her very reminiscent of a DVD from the past.

yeah there really was a community feel to it for sure. Our little circle was keeping people from pushing past us by leaning against each other, it was a wall and there was no getting through! lol By the way...did anyone see the "I Love Clutch" girl during Clutch's set? She was screaming at all the 10c peeps to get up, most of us just ignored her but she somehow managed to wiggle her way to the front row, which was quite an accomplishment seeing as she was 5'1" and 200lbs lol. She also had "I Clutch" written on her chest and back in black sharpie :roll:

That little toad ended up standing right in front of me the entire time Clutch was playing.

I certainly wish my little community would have taken care of me as many of you have indicated yours did. After standing/sitting for 6+ hours, an asshole Toadies fan - who had already informed me he wasn't going to honor my space if I went to the can - put his girlfriend and himself in my spot, ON MY BLANKET, when I did go. It (the blanket) was three rows from the rail. The good folks to the left of me let me squeeze in and stand, but I didn't have enough room for both feet. I had to rest one foot against a girl that was sitting down. She kept bitching at me about her precious whatever she was sitting on. I had no place to stand and tried explaining that but it didn't matter to her, or the assholes who took my spot on the blanket. Long story short, I got so fed up with the assholes, left and ended up having to watch the show on the screens from WAY BACK. Lesson learned. NEVER go to a festival by yourself and preferably, go with a guy who people will respect. No one respected me. I guess because I'm not twenty-something?