Well, Bonnaroo was sick as hell. From pictures to videos to personal reviews to wet dreams: Bonnaroo was something worth raving about. Do I want to get into this? No. I am bitter. Very bitter. I wish I could just get up and go down south to experience this epic awesomeness, but instead, I went to work. And made sandwiches for those who were headed there.
Furthermore, I stopped watching Fuse TV so I'm not sure if they slaughtered the festival all at once or stabbed it and let it bleed to death over time.
You want recap? Boom: Stereogum.