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Day three of ‘Roo concludes with Cooper show


Alice Cooper playing in That Tent on Day 3.

I found myself on a music high leaving That Tent at 2 a.m. after watching a 63-year-old Alice Cooper jam on stage to some of the best classic rock at the Bonnaroo Music and Arts Festival.

Being raised on vinyl records of all the greats like The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Journey and Bob Seger, I fell in love with Alice Cooper at an early age. I consider him to be one of the artists that jump-started other popular genres we have now such as alternative, punk and metal. How can you not respect a guy like that?

The crowd for Alice became massive, and for once being short had its advantages. After much begging and finding my way in front of all the tall people, I found my way in the fourth row. I could see Alice’s face paint, and apparently he was up to his old tricks.

Alice and his doll.

Recently I read an article that the first 20 rows would find themselves covered in blood. Thankfully, Alice didn’t bite the heads off of anything, and I came away blood free. However, he did come out with a gigantic snake, a life-sized doll and what looked to be a massive zombie.

For such an old man, he could definitely rock. Lots of people in the crowd were older, and an older man beside me started to cry during one of his slower songs. Alice had a larger fan base than I anticipated.

Toward the end of the set, he threw his dancing cane off stage, and I had my hand but a bigger guy took it away. Being little in the pit doesn’t always have the best advantages.

Before Alice’s performance, the Red Hot Chili Peppers came on at 10:00 on the main stage. I’ve always like the Chili Peppers, but I am no die-hard fan by any means. They did play two of my favorites “Dani California” and “Californication” which made my evening even more incredible.

For me there was a music lull before the evening really began, so the same friend that dragged me out to see Yelawolf made me go watch Puscifer. Of all the songs to play before an alternative rock show, salsa music continued to blare through the That Tent speakers before they performed at 5 p.m. Puscifer didn’t come on stage until 5:30, making them a half an hour late.

I never like waiting on music, and I am sure I am not the only one. While this band was totally unfamiliar to me, I know one of their

The Alice Cooper looking zombie.

members is from Tool, who I liked in the past. Puscifer didn’t leave the best impression. I even fell asleep on the grass during the set. Perhaps I should start listening to Puscifer on nights I feel restless.

Today is going to be rainy day at the Roo. While my community needs rain in the worst way, no one likes a muddy farm with 80,000 plus people. The fourth day is always my least favorite, but I have to go hear the Beach Boys. For me, it’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity considering I don’t know how many more tours this oldies band is going to have.


48 Hours


In a matter of two days, so much has happened in my life. I’ve graduated high school, been to project grad, held a kid’s choir party, went to my best friend’s grad party, and had my kitten die all in the matter of 48 hours.

These past two days have been full of so much, in fact it feels quite surreal. It doesn’t feel like I graduated two days

"This is the last time I'll talk to you as a 'high school senior'."

ago. In all reality, it feels more like two years.

As I stood under the bleachers Friday night, a friend and I waited until the clock clicked over to seven o’clock on her

Droid. It felt strange as I heard 376 other students walk out of the tunnel with me with gravel crunching underneath our feet. As  I marched out on the feel, I wished I had had my camera or any camera. It was a picture perfect moment.

I listened intently for all my friends graduation speeches, and eventually I got to receive my diploma. And other than the fact that my hat almost fell off, I received it with perfect grace. No falls, no trips, no grass monsters reached to grab my feet in front of 3,000 people. I definitely thanked God he didn’t let the grass monster get me.

The family & I after the ceremony

Other than the graduation ceremony itself, the rest of these few hours have seemed like a blur. I spent six hours being delirious with some of my closest friends. I’ve slept maybe ten hours in these two days due to such a hectic schedule.

My kid’s choir had their end of the year party with the key element being water. Since the weather finally feels like May, we silly stringed and slip-slided for the entire party. I ended up being a soapy mess with random bits of silly string stuck on me. However, the kids had fun which made it all worth it.

“Try to realize it's all within yourself no one else can make you change, and to see you're only very small and life flows on within you and without you.” ~George Harrison

The rest of Saturday came and went with too much food and all of my friends. When I got

home, I was more than exhausted but I noticed something was missing. What was missing you might ask? Harrison. My friend and I had rescued four kittens not a week earlier, and I kept one.

She was quite adorable, and I named her Harrison after George Harrison from the Beatles. As I arrived home, my

headlights shined on my dog and my other cat, and when I got out I didn’t hear her loud yowl.

I looked for everywhere, and eventually drug myself inside. It turns out today I discovered she met an untimely fate with the back wheel of my dad’s car. He accidentally ran over yesterday.

Despite all these events, my life still feels surreal. I am waiting on it to sink in but none of it has thus far. Perhaps, it will take longer than 48 hours.