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Posted Jun. 27, 2008,
Bonnaroo: Dresses, Porta-Potties and the Quest for a Name
By Rachel Antonoff
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For most attendees, Bonnaroo is a kaleidoscope of acid, porta-potties, painted boobs, festy-sex (doing it in a field) and general all around ‘headiness’. For me, it’s a family vacation. Over the past four years my brother Jack’s band, Steel Train has played all but one Bonnaroo, and being that my parents level of groupie-dom rivals that of Pamela Des Barres (minus, of course, the BJs), we’ve loyally attended all three. We don’t exactly rough it with our rooms at the Double Tree and clean underwear and whatnot, but we have our own reckless family fun. (A highlight I can’t seem to live down was the time two years ago when I smoked pot in front of my parents at the Radiohead show, earning the nickname "The Family Stone.")
So I was pretty jazzed this year to have a new reason to head down to Manchester. Having just finished the first round of samples for my new line, it was the perfect opportunity for me to dress some of the lovely girls playing the festival and document it for PAPERMAG. Also, the line was in need of a name and I figured the trip could be the perfect source of inspiration. So -- with my parents and a bunch of dresses in tow -- I was off.
DAY ONE
Still nameless, I fly into Nashville with my brother and my best friend Alia (who conveniently happen to be dating each other) and we head to the Double Tree in Murfreesboro Tennessee to drop off our shit and grab a cookie. (Have you had a DT chocolate chip cookie? They’re ridiculous. They keep them in a drawer behind the front desk and they’re somehow in a perpetual state of warm meltiness. They’re magic.) We head to the festival grounds after a possible Vampire Weekend sighting, although I’m pretty sure it’s just a guy in Lacoste. The noteworthy shows for the night are MGMT, possible Double Tree guests Vampire Weekend and Superdrag. Most important on the agenda however, is the mind-bendingly wonderful Nicole Atkins, who will be gracing the stage in my first dress, appropriately named after her.