Moonpie and the Butterfly weren’t sure where they were going for Memorial Day but it was always a busy weekend for hippies. Usually, they would be meeting up with the Kamp Happiness Delta Force at Chillicothe and sitting in the dirt at Summer Camp Music Festival, but this year they were on hiatus. Other options usually included Rooster Walk with the Shawsvegas Mafia and Dark star Jubilee at Buckeye Lake. They were following the ancient tradition of attending the festival that most wanted them there, and they’d been invited to join the media team in Grundy County, Tenneessee for what would be their first trip to the Caverns. Louis had covered CaveFest and they had tickets to see the Floozies but Covid came along and queered that up. Now the stars were aligned and they were serving as the tip of the spear, heading in together, with only ignorance as their guide. You only get to do it the first time, one time.

After the late-late check out from Resonate Suwannee a few days earlier, Moonpie was still twitchy, reasonably convinced to stay home and convalesce before Mountain Music Festival. The Butterfly would have not of it and the Ten Year Anniversary Tour was still hungry for new meat. Attend fun parties and sooner, rather than later, you are going to run smack into the String Cheese Incident.

KH slid in Thursday night and boxed themselves between Hulaween beasts from Asheville and a more reasonable version of adult hippies across the street from Columbus. Buckeye Lake people to be sure. Although they didn’t yet know it, they were going to be “involved” with Paris Josephine, a twenty-one year old sage from the shadows of Mount Shasta, crossing the country solo, with a cooler and a stove which was more than they rest of them could usually boast.

Sometimes you wrangle and other times you get wrangled. After the breeze way setup from the week before, this party would be a bit more “intimate”. It was just the two of them and they weren’t expecting to run into anyone they knew, but it could be difficult to travel around this part of the world and not run into a few untethered scalawags. They were coming in “small dog” like they did at Gem & Jam, approaching the space with few preconceptions and less information.

Same as it ever was. In a new setting the first item is to meet the neighbors. Share what you got. Strike up a conversation. Sit a spell, stay a while. Fortunately, our Asheville neighbors had a few pickers in their ranks so Luna de Luna was ready to break out. They started the morning off with some Tony Rice and Jack Johnson so it was easy to see which way the leaf was curling.

Beyond the music, guests can take cave tours—including both guided walking tours for everyone and adventure tours with helmets and knee pads—or bring their own instruments to participate in an open cave jam. There will also be activities for kids, making CaveJam a destination festival for the whole family.

With stunning views of the Cumberland Plateau, The Caverns Amphitheater hosts crowds of up to 6,000 guests per show. The amphitheater has reserved chair seating available close to the stage for almost all shows. Guests in this front section have exclusive access to restrooms and their own bar inside the world famous subterranean cave.

The Caverns’ large, connected underground cave system covers over 8,000 linear feet of known surreal cave passages. Underground shows are hosted in a section of The Caverns historically known to locals and cavers as the Big Mouth Cave because of its impressive, large archway entrance. Experts believe humans have been using the cave to escape the heat, take refuge from rain, and enjoy each other’s company for up to 25,000 years.

Friday Cheese was joined by the Infamous Stringdusters a blistering outdoor set. Butterfly joined the Asheville parade and headed to the late night cavern set with Bertha and Grateful Drag. Jade from A Bazaar Universe and her wrist warmers were there, also fresh from Resonate. God, don’t these people ever sleep? Saturdays  cavern set was mas Queso. Inside the cave, Moonpie ran smack into Z. James. Kamp Happiness alumni, he’d come forth from the cracks of Lynchburg to the crags of Pelham. Thank ye gods. Sometimes good things happen to weird people. He was ranting on about the Cheese drum set with Kris Myers from “Umphreys” and his face melting.

In they end, they had successfully slid in for their first visit at the Caverns and were reminded that sometimes it’s about getting wrangled. Use the force of gravity and attraction and let yourself be sucked into the ether. We are reminded of the people we met at a music festival. By this time in life, it’s more than not. How many marriages, connections and great friends for life, so serious and real they often come to replace members of genetic family that had decided to move on to greener pastures. Life is just the patient act of building up a voluntary family, one screwball at a time.

What did they learn? The Caverns gets five stars on the Wook review. The drive there from Knoxville was stunning, with rolling hills shaded by deep, layered canopies. The walk to the venue was reasonable and the weather was here, I wish you were beautiful. Security was relaxed and other than a misplaced concern regarding Moonpie’s mainline to Jesus, there were few hiccups. One surprise was the outdoor amphitheater which was built deep into the natural bowl of the surrounding ledge. Truly a fantastic place to enjoy a show and have a date night. Cheese date night a still one of the best times a couple can enjoy.

Visit the CaveJam website and follow their social media platforms on Facebook and Instagram. Welcome to the matrix. Science doesn’t care if you believe in it or not. Check our platforms for upcoming events at the Caverns and like our pulp on the Wranglers family of social media gibberish as well. Our thirteenth floor admin and golden apple investors have decided to skip monetization and work directly towards an awkward, uncomfortable superstardom.

Thanks again to the Caverns for allowing Wranglers Media to join in the hard fun. Keep up with the team as they head to Mountain Music Festival, Bonarroo and Electric Forest. Then it’s a time of pause and planning while we gear up for FloydFest, a true cornerstone of our year and the Ten Year Anniversary Tour. Look for Luna de Luna around the campfire but don’t make eye contact.

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Suwannee Roots Revival takes place Thursday, October 9 through Sunday, October 12 at the renowned Spirit of the Suwannee Music Park (SOSMP) in Live Oak, Florida. Fostering the longtime tradition of hosting some of the most prominent names in American roots music and beyond, this four-day camping family-friendly music festival includes camping, music workshops, kids’ activities, arts & crafts, and daily yoga.

Nestled in 800 acres of gorgeous Spanish moss-draped oak and cypress trees along the Suwannee River in northern Florida, Suwannee Roots Revival celebrates community-based fun, growing friendships, laughing families, and the joy you get from making memories with friends old and new.The festival is thrilled to announce the 2025 lineup, which includes Oteil & Friends (featuring Melvin Seals, Steve Kimock, Jason Crosby, Johnny Kimock, Tom Guarna & Lamar Williams Jr.), Yonder Mountain String Band, Donna the Buffalo (all 4 days), Peter Rowan & The Walls of Time Band, Jim Lauderdale & The Game Changers, Della Mae, Seth Walker, Henhouse Prowlers, Walter Parks & The Unlawful Assembly, Ain’t Sisters, Jon Stickley Trio, The Lee Boys, John Mailander’s Forecast (as well as Mailander being Artist at Large), and more!
Suwannee Roots Revival focuses on showcasing established and emerging roots musicians throughout the weekend.  The lineup includes performers with long histories of epic Suwannee performances along with a history of showcasing some surprise one-of-a-kind collaborations—you never know who will give a surprise sit-in on stage (or in the campgrounds for that matter). There is an open call to play in the many campground pickin’ party sites throughout the weekend, including at Slopryland, hosted by Sloppy Joe, and the Bill Monroe Shrine, hosted by Quartermoon.With many acts playing multiple times, music will be staged in a variety of areas, including the newly renamed Big Cosmo’s Amphitheater, Dance Tent, Music Hall, and the Music Farmers Stage at The Back Porch.

Big Cosmo’s Amphitheater is nestled in a tree-filled natural amphitheater, adding to the magic through the beautiful setting. The Dance Tent is a fantastic spot to immerse yourself in the music and, new to this year, has been relocated a bit closer to the Vendor Village for added convenience! The Music Hall remains an excellent spot for special indoor listening experiences with stage lighting, air conditioning, and a cafe.

Suwannee Roots Revival is excited about the new Music Farmers Stage at The Back Porch—a “VIP section for everyone.” This new music area debuted at Roots’s sister festival, Suwannee Spring Reunion, which takes place in March. The Back Porch (formerly backstage of The Porch Stage) will be open from the start of the music until the end of each night’s performances, providing plenty of seating options for relaxation, food from delicious vendors nearby, and live video feeds from Big Cosmo’s Amphitheater to ensure you don’t miss any of the action. It will have a full bar set up, and many interesting vending selections nearby.

Jam and Toast, a North Carolina-based music publication, came to Suwannee Roots Revival’s sister event, Suwannee Spring Reunion, for the first time ever at SOSMP, and Thomas Beck writes, “Spanish moss hangs from century-old oaks like confetti, swaying gently in the Florida breeze. When the daytime music recedes, early risers set out on riverside trails for peaceful morning hikes. At night, neon lights dance through the campgrounds and trees, making the forest look otherworldly with glowing projections on the foliage. It’s the ultimate blend of natural beauty and modern festival flair.”

The Spanish moss-draped oak and cypress trees provided a rich environment to capture a series of sessions on the festival grounds in the ‘Alan Lomax field recording’ style. 2024 was a tough year for the Suwannee community after losing festival co-founder Randy ‘Big Cosmo’ Judy, who passed away in spring 2024, and having to cancel the 2024 Suwannee Roots Revival due to Hurricane Helene. But festival director Beth Judy brought the festival roaring back into fighting shape in 2025, hosting a massive 4-day party across half a dozen stages, late night campground pickin’ parties (looking at you, Slopryland!), kicking off the weekend with Big Cosmo’s Celebration of Life.”
—Paste Magazine

The park offers guest comforts including a general store, full service restaurant, free showers, indoor bathrooms, and water stations. Upgraded camping, including RV hook ups and cabin rentals, as well as golf cart rentals are currently on sale. Reservations may be made by calling the Park office at (386) 364­-1683. SOSMP is located between Jacksonville, Florida & Tallahassee, Florida about 30 minutes south of the Georgia State line, about 45 minutes north of Gainesville and is host to a variety of events. Please visit the park’s web site at www.musicliveshere.com for further information.

Tickets are on sale now. Suwannee Roots Revival offers a multi-day Weekend Ticket that includes festival admission for four days of music, as well as primitive camping on Thursday-Sunday nights. Military and Student discounts are available. Children 12 and under are free if accompanied by a parent or legal guardian. For complete ticket information, visit Suwannee Roots Revival website

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re/so/nate– produce or be filled with a deep, full, reverberating sound. Hard truth, it’s all the reverberating that can be reverberated. It might be best if you sit down for this one. Hush hush. May 15-17, 2025 at Spirit of Suwannee Music Park Suwannee Resonate returned to the depths of the forest for one of the headiest, family-rich, Florida get-downs possible. STS9, Beats Antique, Papadosio, OPIUO, Shpongle, Detox Unit and the rest of the business pounded the north Florida moss with vibrations of deep, full, reverberating sound of the highest order. Most festivals do produce an umbrella theme of celebration and/but Resonate goes further into curious tendrils that spiral into that unique place where inmates participate in the asylum administration. You signed up for the group hypnosis session and your ticket includes the full package. Y’all thought this was a safari where photographs could be taken safely from the confines of the vehicle. Surprise, this is immersion therapy and you just became the star of the show. It’s Resonate Suwannee “25: It Just Hits Differently. Join the picaroon party already in progress at the beach. You’re welcome.

Many of the regulars to this fiesta wouldn’t be completely aware of the lineup and have other expectations in terms of heady vibes and audience participation. They just don’t care. It’s a fair bet the music and art will be top notch but there’s another brand of excitement for what happens after the music stops. Higher crust, the VIPness taking two sips of their brew, before leaving the rest to roast in the Florida sun. Welcome to the other side. Back in the day the wooks may have been the gate crashers but now the professionals are skimming from the top. A crew had buried Moana the Explorer a month earlier at Spring Reunion and were prepared to unearth her when they got inside the venue. They’d forgotten the map and now all the turkey oaks looked exactly the same. On the other hand, Pedro had been stuffed inside a balloon and smuggled in via Moonpie’s prison purse. He whispered a private prayer against leakage but promises were made and the word is the bond. Knowing that Mexican she was just as likely to have poked holes in the condom herself.

Sad Pirates and Balloon Songs. Thursday night around two in the morning the Hobo Kamp was gently asked to shut down the amplified music. By most standards, this was coming a bit early. Payasita and Moonpie got the hard shut down at eight in the morning as the little clown squeaked her balloon concerto into the megaphone, which lucky for everyone in the near vicinity, was quickly running out of juice. Sadly, Payasita never got to finish her sunrise sonata, but by the end of the weekend Demwa figured out how to hook it up to a groundscored solar panel. “From the sun to my mouth to your ears. Do you think you’re stronger than the sun?”

Nobody looks forward to returning to work Monday, around the water cooler, only to recount the weekend with details of solace and quiet nights. They were behaved to some degree at Spring Reunion but this is Suwannee Resonate and around the lake, in the field and on the Hippy Trail this place is an absolute zoo. For the ticket price many of the night critters come for the marathon and the sprint, together in a forest celebration with cousins of every ilk. They didn’t come to listen to crickets, rather to witness the production of electrical or mechanical Resonance, and to explore the sillier side of life. You might not be exactly sure what you need. Trust it, you want the zoo. The park has plenty of room. In their day, Tamiami and Ma Roux used to push back into the far woods so they could sleep in peace when their party was done. In contrast, these savages came to stay awake for as long as possible and they appear to be getting better at it. Moonpie and Bagadix were waiting for shadow people that never came. “Do they think we’re ugly?”

Hannah’s neighborhood at the Free Range Pavilion boasted the new coach with with pink sex light and all the dangerous questions that come with such things. Next to her, El Gato offered fancy cigarettes dipped in expired codeine. They had been surviving on pralines gifted from GA+ at JazzFest but next to El Gato, Colby’s people poured sixty pounds of spicy crawfish on the table. Surely collateral in this part of the world and down the Riviera. The stink which Moonpie left on his wrists and behind his ears as a perfume of sorts, hoping to find a tart who fancied the smell of Bayou La Batre shrimp boats.

As late as Thursday, the crew was despondent. They had seen no other pirate flags and were afraid no one wanted to play with them. Horehay and Payasita headed out around sunrise and while on reconnaissance, ran into Pedro’s team, both hunting the same booty, in packs like velociraptors. They waved them off and returned with their first haul of the weekend, signifying the game was afoot and sparking the birth of a contagious fire.

Thanks to morning gifts by Dougie Fresh, Moonpie and Goo Bear were surrounded by a medley of gels. Purple, yellow, and green, they resembled Mardi Gras confetti littering the corner of the melted Penny Lane table. Later during the Shpongle set, Goo Bear would be seen, covered in sweat and sand climbing up from the underworld where he’d grooved with the root dwellers. Believe what you want.

Resonate just hits differently. This party showcases folks slowly making laps around the lake, visiting other campsites and joining in each other’s fun. The potluck comes with emotional highs and lows. Great friends coming together, relatives not seen in some time, some bringing luggage and others bringing jello shots.

Beer Girl introduced the kamp to Tom, a real pirate in a sea of pretenders. Gel tabs, cold beers and Jello shots can be an especially effective way of keeping marauders from absconding with your booty. By Sunday, one of his Jolly Rogers was returned to him with an original hand painted Suwannee River Pirate standard. In the end, new friends were made which are always the best groundscores.

Shakes D. Clown showed up sometime Friday in his Audi clown car packed with guitars, a large Rastafarian and a complete drum kit. To be sure, Fred and his high hat were just what the family jam needing. Littered with janky Christmas lights, from the end of the road it resembled some kind of deranged mother ship, searching for enthusiastic consent. Let the probing begin.

The little clown had first joined the fray at Spring Reunion and now she was introducing them to more clowns. They were falling out of the trees and this was definitely the clown pocket they never knew they needed. All of the pirate flags that came through her immediately had red noses over the skull, marked forever by pirate clowns. You’re welcome. Who knew that was a thing and how many of them does it take before things start to get weird?

Thank ye gods the brakes were fixed on the Alligator. Welcome to the Wranglers Ten Year Anniversary Tour where we promised up front that we wouldn’t say “no”. Don’t even ask for a ride home because Brother will just haul you back to the Bird Sanctuary Bar. Meow? Broc asked Moonpie if he if he wanted to get loose or get “loose” and naturally he chose the latter, slipping backwards into a place where his cognitive transmission began operating far too slowly to comprehend much of what was being said. He didn’t know what was going on and he didn’t mind. The idiots silence was misconstrued as clever and reserved while everything that had happened before that moment was lost and gone into the guff. Don’t go into the light Clairice.

One of the kamp goals was to not have to call security. Small and attainable in the grand scheme of things. They had begun to police their own area and were working in tandem with both security and deputies to keep things safe. In terms of creating a space for folks to get funky, individuals must be careful not to bring down the vibration and when the hard line is crossed and you run away all the women, there’s nothing that can save you. Hasta luego dago.

Sloppy Soldiering with Bagadix. Folks had begun heading in for Beats Antique and the White Ninja and Moonpie knew it was a perfect time to move in on the flags they’d marked. He slapped camouflage paint over his eyes and grabbed his pirate tools. Bagadix’s pupils were still the same size and facing the same direction so he wasn’t corkscrewed, concussed or both. Twenty minutes later they’d harvested the first two and were happily surprised to find the “Surrender the Booty” gem attached to a nearby golf cart. Somewhere along the way Moonpie fell victim to hubris and lost the flags from his back pocket. Damnable. They discontinued their hunt and joined the Beats Antique show in season, with space for them to move into the pit and let the tribal base climb up their legs and burrow into their root chakras.

Not since Hula had they been blessed with fresh boob juice but unlike Pedro who curled her nose up at the expiration date, Anna gave over the curdled breast milk adding, “that’s the way you like it.” and she wasn’t lying. Moonpie was in need of embryonic stem cells and after days of self-abuse, he could feel his epidermis tightening as he goozled down the healing elixir. At some point during the family jam, the greasiest Mexican got hold of some bad chicken and begin sliding backwards into a spiritual burrito of primordial reflection. Her skin produced ripples akin to the flesh of a blood orange with an opaque, mustard color best described as “jaundicy”.

With plenty of wiggle room left in the compound, Kent arrived up with a slough of hoodlums. Old school Suwannee, it had been years since they’d camped together. There was Eduardo “Epic Boom” with his surprise tank and Integrity with his homegrown and sploosh of live resin that would apparently “knock you in the dirt”. How these crackers had been coming to the park for so long without finding their way to into the womb of Kamp Happiness, one could only ponder.

The Art of the Side Quest: Just say yes. The Fallout Shelter party was finally congealing with Seas spitting his poetry when Kent hollered “Hop on the cart.” As he climbed aboard, Moonpie argued that he had to be back soon to host the late night party. “We’ll be back in a couple minutes” Kent laughed as they sped off into the Suwannee darkness. They returned, tattered and worn, sometime around eleven o’clock the next day. They’d join a party of “adults” somewhere in the loop and met Katie, a phantasm from St. Pete that freely shared contraband and stories until they forgot why they were ever leaving. Somewhere along the line, time seemed to slow and finally stand still and they had entered the microverse. One the way back from the Loop, Moonpie spotted a Grateful Dead Jolly Roger that must have been a mirage. He could no longer trust his eyes. The great white buffalo. All he would have to do was remember where it was and return with a strike force.

He’d been drifting too far from the shore and considered sleeping in the inflatable vagina but the mid-day heat made sleeping an impossibility. As he walked to the shower, he could feel his engine light blinking.  but it succeeded in bringing down his core temperature and reinvigorating him for the continuing gauntlet. Reports from the end of River Road heralded a brand of beach party rarely seen. The warm temperatures sent the hippies into the Suwannee River, where bathing in the healing waters of the nearby springs provided a ritual baptism in the literal Fountain of Youth.

Resonate is about sharing and at some point during the festivities, Kamp Happiness more or less, ceased using money. Kolt McCoy’s people moved from the Renaissance back to their original spot near the lake, close to the Fallout Shelter. The River Pirates pushed up the west flank and with Hannah’s people running the Bill Monroe Pavilion, they had once again organized a group of familiars that pushed out in every direction. It had taken years, but they were working to know everyone who ventured to the park. This is SOSMP. Music Lives Here. Be careful what you wish for, you may get it.

Eye of the storm    Shakes and Moonpie were there together, sharing one reptilian brain. One hundred forty mile per hour hurricane winds slashing in brutal feeder bands around them in every direction, hundreds of tornadoes independent and connected by tendrils of wind, and at the center, light breezes and clear skies. D. Clown came in “small dog” ready to assist in all the ways. The brought his A game and it worked in terms of class and funk. They vibed in the center, surrounded by delicious chaos.

Sunrise. The strike force left around sunrise for the great white buffalo. Three of the team stopped at the arcade while Moonpie slipped back into the Loop. He couldn’t remember exactly where he’d seen the white Jolly Roger but it haunted his dreams. He passed Loop 61 where he’d parked his Coachman, with children and parents many years ago. Heather had brought her kids and stayed with them there, now she was camped somewhere else in the park with a new paramour. Regular folks, not like the motley crew with which he was now associated. He located it, carefully slipped it from it’s perch and fell victim to hubris for the second time. As Moonpie slowly walked back to Kamp, still missing his credentials from the night before, someone created up behind him and scuttled off to the pier with his new booty. Such is the way off the Barbary Coast. All’s fair in love and war.

Trust in the process. Don’t give up. The festival knows what she’s doing. The Colorado crowd left on Friday haggard and worn. Charles and Moana were trying to survive the heat, sitting completely still in the shade of the kamp, and knew that leaving was a bad idea. Friends were getting into emotional arguments, serotonin levels were running low, but one had to respect the process and stick with it. Attention to detail, commitment and hustle. Never forget.

Tenderfoot had introduced Moonpie to bumper bumps at Mondegreen. Now they were discovering stump bumps on the way back from the river with Bagadix and the Spinner. Sometimes it’s important to leap, haphazardly, from the golf cart and take the slow walk with someone down the dusty trail. The votive candles had all melted and wax had run down his car onto Danny’s ten dollar Resonate t-shirt. At the end of the day, even covered with wax, who could complain about a ten dollar shirt?

Late Saturday night Baitbucket leaned forward in his chair and finally succumbed to sleep for the first time in a while. Somehow, during the disco nap he’d been attacked by an MRE. When he came to, he looked as if he’d run over a deer with a tractor. Seconds later, he sat down in a warm tray of rice crispy space treats donated by the neighbors. Stumbly, fumbly, bumbly. Dominick Michelle had brought all the unused groceries to the art table and was serving breakfast to passing hippies. Even pirates have to eat.

Thank you to everyone who donned Wook Wranglers VIPness laminates. As always, connecting the proletariat to the bourgeoisie. The key that opens all the doors. Please remember, with great power comes great responsibility. You’re welcome.

Shut your whore mouth. Moana visited the BS Bar on her way back from Detox Unit and realized she was getting a little “jittery”. Her cut off shorts appeared to have been shredded by a honey badger and she had no idea how. Cody started a ruckus at the OPIUO set but left early to annoint himself with oils and salves in preparation of the nightly festivities. Both Bagadix and El Gato had punctured their ear drums. This party was not for the uninitiated. If it was easy everyone would do it.

JBfly and Luna took off for a private adventure, only to end up with a portion of her quarter panel left leaning up against a tree in kamp. Some mysteries are best left unsolved.

The pirates had done a fine job of hanging the booty but in their thirst for treasure they created some kind of sterile environment, a closed system where no one even tried to steal back their flags. For once their defense was sound. As they packed up the menagerie, Dougie Fresh brought them more gels for CaveJam and the Beer Lady served warm breakfast burritos for the egress team. It’s nice to work with professionals. Some of these people have been playing in the woods for years and it’s obvious.

Gravedigger’s Post Party. Always ask for the late checkout. Shakes D. Clown included a pack of prison noodle seasoning in the shrimp and grits. VIP and Pimp King, Gravedigger showed up with her big dick energy for mandatory hydration and air conditioning during breakdown. Gifting Moonpie a Free Range Strange cap with Terrapin wings, the kind of thing that can make a man cry like a girl with a skint knee. Without missing a beat, a wandering wook came to trade for it. Although he was known as a shrewd wheeler dealer, some things are not on the table. You can also forget about the Grateful Dead coin and the Gandalf the Grey pipe. Sorry, not sorry. And if you get invited to the farm for a little tussle, it’s suggested you wear a sundress with no lederhosen.

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In the end, amidst all of the chaos and sideways fun, most everyone was able to Resonate on a high vibration and move with the eye of the storm. New friends were made and the process proved to be effective. Everyone made it through the gauntlet and came away a little smarter. They had endured and survived, nay…Expanded. Surely they’d eaten from the tree, but they’d been “fed” by the flowing energy of the forest. And for a while they were free. The family got bigger and some loved ones realized they needed to live a little further away so they could get some damn sleep. Hustlers gonna hustle. Real talk.

Meghan, with the strength of youth, took her pony to the shore and left Resonate directly for Sunday night at Rockville in Daytona. JBfly thought it was Tuesday but actually made it home to Boone Thursday with little time to recoup before CaveJam. After that they would have a bye before Mountain Music Festival. With FloydFest on the horizon, the summer train rolls on. Get on where ever you can and hold tight. The party returns to Suwannee in October with Roots Revival and Hulaween. Feel the inertia.

Thank you, thank you to everyone who participated in the frivolity and fun. That was quite the spectacle. No prophets, no profits. Believe what you want. Namaste y’all.

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Suwannee Hulaween announces a powerhouse, multi-genre lineup for momentous 12th annual edition. Not That it Matters…But the Suwannee Hulaween “25 Lineup is Fire. We would go no matter who played. It’s so much more than music but that’s happening about twenty-four hours a day. The food, art, comedy, merch, collective silliness and overall spectacle are hard to beat. Join us at the Poncho Tree on Tuesday before the festival for the Hulaween Pre-Party. Headliners include The String Cheese Incident, ILLENIUM, Parcels, Goose (2x sets), Zeds Dead, LSZEE (LSDREAM + CloZee), Joe Russo’s Almost Dead, DJ Pee .Wee (aka Anderson .Paak), Glass Beams, Sammy Virji, The Disco Biscuits (2x sets), Tape B b2b Mersiv (plus solo sets), and Disco Lines. Additional performers include special guests Gorgon City, Jade Cicada, Tinlicker (DJ set), plus ATRIP, Alex Wann, Arc De Soleil, BLOND:ISH, Daniel Donato’s Cosmic Country, Digable Planets, Dogs In A Pile, Dr. Fresch, Franc Moody, it’s murph, Le Youth, Maz, moe. (2x sets), Molly Tuttle, Odd Mob, Peekaboo, Pigeons Playing Ping Pong, Sultan + Shepard (DJ set), The Infamous Stringdusters with Sierra Hull, Tractorbeam, Westend, YDG, and more. Thursday, October 30 – Sunday, November 2, 2025 at Spirit of the Suwannee Music Park in Live Oak, Florida. Tickets on sale now “With Hulaween in its 12th year, we reflect on the magic that has kept us going, fueled by our belief in this community and experience. Through everything, the heartbeat of this festival remains the same—our love for the culture, the music, the park, and the HulaFam that make it all possible. It’s an honor to keep challenging ourselves, creating, celebrating, learning how to do & be better, and evolving together. This year is going to be special.” – Michael Berg, Hulaween co-founder Following last year’s historic Suwannee Hulaween – where Bob Weir performed with The String Cheese Incident for a once-in-a-lifetime collaboration – the iconic independent music festival has just announced a powerhouse, multi-genre lineup for its 12th annual edition. Set to return to its beloved home at Spirit of the Suwannee Music Park in Live Oak, Florida, Hulaween 2025 will take place from Thursday, October 30 – Sunday, November 2, 2025. Hulaween 2024 official aftermovie Hulaween 2025’s masterfully curated lineup brings Hulaween 2024 Aftermovie together with world-renowned musicians from every sonic corner of the dancefloor, many of whom are playing the festival for the very first time. This year’s debut dance music headliners include LSZEE (collaborative project of bass masters CloZee & LSDREAM), UKG purveyor Sammy Virji, versatile music aficionado DJ Pee .Wee (aka Anderson .Paak, who is bringing his DJ alias to Hulaween after playing the festival in 2016 and 2019 with his Free Nationals band), house DJ/producer Disco Lines, and Tape B b2b Mersiv (playing together at the festival for the first time, and as well as bringing back their vaunted solo sets following previous Hulaween solo performances). Photo credit: taragracerfoto Hulaween will also usher in festival debut live performances from Australian electro-pop group Parcels and psychedelic rock outfit Glass Beams.

Photo credit: aaronbradleyphotochicago These artists will be accompanied by heavy-hitting Hulaween veteran headliners such as festival-ringleaders The String Cheese Incident, acclaimed indie-jam quartet piece Goose (2x sets), Hulaween staple Joe Russo’s Almost Dead, and Philadelphia-bred jamtronica outfit The Disco Biscuits (2x sets + a rare performance by their all instrumental side project alias, Tractorbeam, late night at Spirit Lake) – a collection of acts that reinforce Hulaween’s roots in band-focused music. Photo credit: taragracerfoto On the electronic music front, Hulaween is bringing back headliners such as Deadbeats-label bosses / bass music juggernauts Zeds Dead, and Billboard-charting producer ILLENIUM. The Hulaween 2025 lineup also boasts an impressive array of dance music support acts making their festival debut, such as genre-blending master ATRIP, Parisian afrohouse artist Alex Wann, Dutch electronic music duo Tinlicker (DJ set), infectious electronic producer Odd Mob, G-house producer Dr. Fresch, bruising bass music artist YDG, tech-house guru Westend, genre-blending house maestro it’s murph, melodic house duo Sultan + Shepard (DJ set), electronic experimenter Jade Cicada, melodic house expert Le Youth, and Latin-infused tech-house producer Maz. Photo credit: taragracerfoto Dance music acts returning to Hulaween include beloved UK house duo Gorgon City, dubstep king PEEKABOO, and ABRACADABRA-label boss BLOND:ISH. Photo credit: aaronbradleyphotochicago On the live front, acts making their debut festival performances include soulful producer/multi-instrumentalist Arc De Soleil, rock/country jammer Daniel Donato’s Cosmic Country, iconic jazz-infused hip-hop trio Digable Planets, genre-blending New Jersey quintet Dogs In A Pile, and 2 sets from legendary jam rock band moe. Photo credit: jstrausservisuals Veteran Hulaween live acts returning for 2025 include funky indie-dance duo Franc Moody, virtuosic guitar player Molly Tuttle, funk-jam band Pigeons Playing Ping Pong, and bluegrass outfit The Infamous Stringdusters featuring a rare special guest addition of two-time GRAMMY-nominated artist Sierra Hull during their set. Photo credit: taragracerfoto The Hulaween 2025 lineup is rounded out by acts such as BALTHVS, Ahadadream, Baauer, borne, Cole Knight, Colton Bowlin, Conducta, Distinct Motive, Grace Bowers & The Hodge Podge, Jigitz, Linska, Mary Droppinz, Nikita, The Wicked, OkayJake b2b Stvsh, Oma, Parlor Greens, Shadowgrass, Shima, SIPPY, SML, SunSquabi, Susto String Band, Villager, Vincent Antone, WonkyWilla, and more. Photo credit: stephportphotos Hulaween is also thrilled to announce that the 360-stage experience OFF LIMITS will be returning for the 2025 edition following a wildly successful debut in 2024. The stage is located at Spirit Lake and features underground dance music programming curated by DEF, as well as fire effects by Incendia and a Funktion-One sound system. Last year’s OFF LIMITS performers included acclaimed names such as Azzecca, Justin Jay b2b Nala, Riordan, Taiki Nulight, Will Clarke, and more. Photo credit: PatrickHughes Since its inception in 2013, Hulaween has evolved into one of the country’s most coveted cross-genre affairs. Over the course of the past decade, Hulaween has hosted a plethora of world-class artists at the Spirit of the Suwannee’s idyllic grounds, which serves as the perfect setting for attendees to fully immerse themselves in Florida’s lush, enchanting nature. Photo credit: jstrausservisuals Hulaween’s Spirit Lake is heralded as one of the leading immersive art experiences across American festivals, brimming with talented sculptors, fire/metal workers, painters, performance art thespians, and lighting designers. Attendees can revel in lakefront holographic projection mapping, hypnotizing light shows, and interactive installations. Photo credit: stephportphotos Hulaween offers a variety of ticketing tiers for the 2025 festival, including GA+, which offers a dedicated lounge with a private bar, access to air-conditioned restrooms, and a concierge service. Primitive camping is included with GA, GA+, and VIP ticket options with car/RV camping passes available for an additional purchase. VIP ticketing tiers include VIP admission, indoor bathrooms, VIP viewing areas, swag bags, complimentary golf cart rides, and VIP primitive camping for Mummy and Werewolf. The Witch VIP package (SOLD OUT) also includes a pre-set glamping tent and 2 VIP admission tickets plus catered meals. The Goblin (SOLD OUT) and Vampire packages include VIP amenities plus an RV pass and VIP admission for 2 or 4 people, respectively. The Zombie package includes a VIP cabin on-site at the festival, VIP amenities, and VIP admission for 4 people. Attendees can also opt to purchase early arrival passes to set up their campsites ahead of the festival opening on Thursday. Tickets are available to purchase at https://hulaween.com/. Stay tuned for additional Hulaween announcements, including the OFF LIMITS programming by DEF for the 2025 edition. Photo credit: PatrickHughes

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sashay (v) – to walk in an ostentatious yet casual manner, typically with exaggerated movements of the hips and shoulders.

They came with purpose, three “gentlemen” poets who without drive or design would be sitting in the depths of the shadows, fraternity style. This was something altogether different. If you build it, they will come. Even without Big Betty the template proved effective, once again in creating a small space where magik is want to happen. Good job Tommy Lazarus. Back from the dead. Anything helps. And Ka’aoli the diplomat. With friends like these, who needs enigmas?

You have found yourself deeper into your forest. This is the maze inside the maze and the game within the game. It’s just life but at this level, everything is more than it seems. Somewhere hidden is the key that unlocks all doors. There’s two jokers in every deck and you must be this tall to ride this ride. This is March in the sunshine state and the parade of the ouroboros has continued to bear fruit as the procession’s promise to travel Florida without the use of interstates plays out in beautiful detail. The slower pace, the moss covered backroads, less cops and hideaway surprises. This was a page out of Tamiami’s book in a season when everything reminded Lucy of him. No one loved Florida more than he, from the moss-covered backroads to it’s whelk covered beaches. Wherever he went he was sashaying. After months in the high country winter, her clothes were suited for this climate as it remained the medicine to cure all ailments.

Ka’aoli knew from experience that a monster pile of firewood was the main ingredient for the party they were trying to build and it was far easier than being talented or even clever. The consigliere forked out the pretty penny for lumber in a county where recently, half the trees had been knocked down. Same as it ever was, this is the potluck. The bi-annual celebration where both the Hatfields and the McCoys come to frolic in the forest together. The fire would need to burn long into the night. After all, this is Live Oak.

Payasita and an invite to Clown Town. Lucy didn’t know if the little girl clown was the downest to clown but she was definitely downer than most. Always willing to learn from professionals. Lucy wasn’t certified by measure but she was easily influenced as soon as Payasita planted a clown nose on her beak. She was a crying on the inside clown in a band of  “curious” Winnie the Poohs.

They banged a gong a couple weeks earlier at Amp Jam and it had been a special return to the park. Tuesday of this week one could look around the kamp party and realize that Spring Reunion was going to be a remarkably “heady” endeavor. The roster was filled with attendees of an unusually colorful palette and this cast of characters would come with their own set of motivations and direction. Oh the humanity!

The sun shines on every dog’s butt once. The Counselor was in the right when he pushed for the high vibration, low impact this year. After last year’s debacle they had been judged and found wanting. With scant amounts of control and focus, this year was the right sauce, and in this scene, with it’s love and protection, stirred a contagion of the highest impact. Where the magic happens. Where the rubber meets the road. Not in the dark, behind rows of tapestries. Welcome to Johnny Sixpack’s, home of the smoked-cracked rib and right on the street, with the people. In the Suwannee dirt, where everything comes from. You are the super spreader event. The jam on the jelly roll.

Welcome to Jamkamp. Abandon hope all ye who enter here. Your only hope is, come morning, you’re left with at least one kidney. They’d learned everything they could from Waffle, Sunshine, Scotty Smiles and Space Dog and this year the Hobo Kamp was raised by the crisis unit. Tommy Lazarus, Ka’aoli of the Cracked Rib and Lucy Loo. From Easy Ed Broyles they learned to keep the guitars warmed up. Dance monkey dance. From Pedro’s wisdom, they put the fire out by the street. This game is chess, not checkers. This crowd was getting better at creating and wiping away their footprint at the Suwannee. Certainly not bad work if you can get it. Find out how to get paid for doing what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life. What did Blanco sing? “We’re gonna do it even if it doesn’t pay.” Thanks to the pickers from Fireside Collective and Glass Camels for joining the circle. Thanks to Rooster for sliding in with the Lionel Richie three-shot. It doesn’t pay to well, but the campfire jams at Suwannee Spring Reunion are best version of something.

Somewhere along the way, Capt. Dominique Michelle noted the nearly sacred timing that was beginning to occur at random. Lucienda figured it was happening everywhere and a result of a higher level of spiritual planning. Completely by accident, but at the same time, cultivated and practiced. They didn’t even recognize they were holding the key ring, opening all the doors. Step inside, we’ve been waiting for you.

They came from the high country as well. The 828 sent their best and brightest, men who claimed towers for a living, scraping their knuckles on the very heavens. Pirate of the Sea? More like fruitcake of the Sea. Was Wizard’s Lord of the Rings rag a map of Watauga County, North Carolina. You absolutely cannot make this stuff up. Somewhere along the way they had exchanged key cards; the Fruitcake of the Sea was now a Debris Monitor and Lucienda was an Energy Advisor?

Varying dimensions and more. Lucy was surrounded by people who claimed to be able to see different dimensions and beings from those dimensions. Lucy, an admitted simpleton knew she was grounded, literally to the dirt of this dimension and was unable to see others. The hard truth was that Lucy was busy enough dealing with this plateau of reality and at the end of the day, was busy trying to figure out this circus and these monkeys. This firmament here was more than enough for her simple reptilian brain.

A Pirate’s Life. When it came to boots on the ground, the administrative crisis team earned their money. What’s a Kamp to do with grease balls? The wooks were either working or paying their way while the “respectful”folks were the ones trying to slide. Be careful the long arm of the hook. They had the Ween flag, the Kenny Chesney and all manner betwixt and between. As usual, Kamp Happiness went home with none as they had been pilfered and pillaged by their own fleet as they had done to them the day before. It had always been an uncomfortable alliance, but after they cleaned the entire camp of jolly’s they and ate eat other like rats in a barrel. Frightening. Unpleasant. Predictable fun. Colorful were the stories of men who passed through dangerous waters, unaware they were being hunted. This is how we learn. As he walked by the Fallout Shelter about nine in the morning he noticed his Jolly Roger hanging over Lucy’s Kamp. He barked, “That’s my flag! My wife bought me that flag. It’s very special. Someone stole it this morning.” Lucy chirped back, “Yes sir, that was me. It was about five-thirty this morning. A real stealth mission with a small team. Thanks for making it so easy.” As Lucy turned to get the flag down for the gentleman she quickly turned, “Before we go any further. Full disclosure sir. We have slopped paint all over your flag and tagged it. Pedro accidentally wrote Amp Jam. Just don’t want you to freak out anymore when you see it.” Or the Ween fan; “I don’t have to steal it back, it’s mine!” I’m not sure that math checks out sir. Just be careful, we are reasonably respectful but we are not the only pirates in this forest.

Barbarella’s brown chili went down well with Bobby’s tequila and bag of beers. Did Dylan really restring his own doghouse bass with twine? How does Shakes lose a tank and come back with the same bass? Strange bedfellows to be sure. Don’t threaten me with a good time. Whether it was Sgt. Sargent playing Lowell George or Steve Click opening with “Lawyers, Guns and Money”, the proof is in the pudding and the truth remains, this is our pickin’ festival. The family jam is the butter on the biscuit. It’s the four am push that goes all the way to the next morning. When it’s real good and everyone is in the pocket…don’t touch that dial. Just ride it out baby. There will be ample time for sleep when you’re dead. Even Tommy Lazarus complained about the six am set but, as always, he was just fooling. He knew that’s exactly where he wanted his festival dollar to go.

It was Sticky Finger Nick’s dirty thirty birthday and yes, the question was how that thug ever made it past twenty-seven. Some mysteries are best left unsolved. The Krewe le Confusion had harvested some of the bivouac material and built a replica of a mainsail that filled with wind, and along with the jolly Rogers, burst forth in a vision of Spanish galleon majesty on the hunt for booty. There was no way that woman was his real mother. She was way too classy. A mix up in the hospital perhaps?

Her Spaceness was hoping to be baker acted as soon as possible, that way she would be back in 72 hours with time left to enjoy the show. Lessons learned from Scottie Smiles years ago. She remembered a page out of his book, just tape her to a tree and hang bells around her to keep away the crazies. No sarcasm, he pleaded. It was not going to help in the long run. Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?

Gnome on the Range. Who knew? Ticks are attracted to forest gnomes so it is behooven to you to have a few around. They end up covered with ticks and Lyme disease, thus slippery face. Sorry Gnomita, Bell’s Paulsey is no excuse for bad behavior. There’s no place like gnome when you’re comfortably gnome. Not to mistaken for an elf, the gnome apparently found a semi-crusted dinosaur footprint in Luke Sidewalker’s retention pond. Great gravy, one sees plenty of strange and unusual science in these woods. Be wary not to collect too many gnomes. One or two is perfect. Any more than that and they can be a real handful, especially if they think they’re being clever, which is usually.

It rings for thee, not me. It was a whose who of the best and the brightest. Trinket and all her sass was there. K$ was there. Blanco led the music circle while blowing flames of moonshine. The Gravedigger split the Cialis and the engineer came away with the Mississippi blue-ribbon, most improved award. He selflessly strung up the camouflage bivouac before proceeding to purge his tequila completely on the Oldsmowagon’s front tire. For what was thought to be his curtain call he lifted his frame completely off the ground and slung himself, sideways through Tommy Lazarus’ screened in kitchen, crushing both table and prep station. After that low water mark, he did somehow manage to pull himself together and advance with little or no drama. He even managed to score some tail which seemed unfathomable at the time. Thank you Lightnin’ Steve for the Lost Lands ground score. The rest of the bivowak ended up with Capt. Delsin and the Suwannee River Pirate thugs.

The family jam boasted the talents of Leonard the Broken Banjist, Ka,aoli and the ten-year plan, Rooster, the Cock of the Walk, Blancito, Gravedigger and more. Patrick lead the sunrise session as the Suwannee faithful watched another day break over the forest. Please remember that posting videos of KH is strictly forboden.

When exactly did Sean get the keys to the castle and the house divided golf cart? Nothing’s free in this world. Enjoy that Jamaican dry rub my friend. And speaking of the higher vibration, I hope Grandpa Jack had a good time at Spring Reunion. Promises had been made. After the low vibration of last year, Lucienda had given assurances to the Ain’t Sisters that this year they would make an effort to remember this was a family bluegrass festival and not a completely different animal. There would be no amplification of any sort (except for the spitting gnome). They donated the megaphone to Camp Wet Noodle out by the Farm Field. Thanks to Rick for rigging the megaphone with some type of lawn mower battery. The boys are back in town. Tommy Lazarus had brand new teeth. Ladies, the line forms to the right. Richard donated a hooka to the KH smoking room. Thanks to all of the premier premium card holders for supporting the beautiful people. It’s the key that opens all doors and with great power comes great responsibility.

Suwannee River Pirates. A big takeaway this festival was sailors realizing they were in unsafe waters. It’s good when reasonable adults can come together and parlay in good faith. But mind you, we are not the only pirates in these woods. There are other clans in the River Pirate family and they are not so respectful. They are the other, separated by disrespect and hair mites. The hard truths remain; when they steal your flag from us, you are no longer dealing with us, you have a new problem, wheeling and dealing with uncultured swine. If you love your Ween jolly, keep it close, ever so close. There is no stoppin’ what can’t be stopped. At some point the truth reared its ugly head in the realization that most of the kamps stealing flags back and forth were members of the same family. It really makes it tough for an outsider who doesn’t know what’s going on.                           This is how we learn.

Beware the wenches. These are loose alliances, writ the faintest pencil. At some point, we eat our own. In one rare case, The Pirate of the Sea woke up to a madman slurping rum from his belly button. Just lie back and let it happen and you’re welcome.

VIP goes to Ka,aoli. The Consigliere. The Counselor. Only break one law at a time and don’t be quick to call parents when life goes sideways. Lies through omission. The five year plan even bore fruit as his accordion stylings didn’t end up with him being taped upside down to a turkey oak. What you call rachet he pronounces rachay. High Vibration. Low Impact

Visit the Spring Reunion website and like their social media sites on Facebook. Check out the basement pulp of our Wook Wranglers line of state of the art social media outlets. The world is yours. Thank you to the staff, the park, the procurers of other camps, the loose nuts and bolts and mostly the underbelly of Kamp Happiness that continue to help provide a open place for all to congregate and unspool. Even gnomes. Although honestly, you let a few gnomes move in and well…you get it. Gnomification.

They spent Monday night with the bourgeoisie on river road, not far from Kendall and Kendall. They spent Tuesday down the street in some cracker house that belonged to the first governor or Florida. You can’t write this stuff. Believe what you want. You think we publish, higgly-piggly all that’s fit to print? Heckfire no, if we recounted half the stuff that gets caught in the net we’d be shut down like a bad daycare. Loose lips sink ships and those are the stories of a bygone era. It’s the straight and narrow from here on out.

Now they were headed out. naturally with Whorehay, with a bee-line to Steph’s house and then it was due south, along with side B of Jimmy Buffett’s Son of a Sailor. He was headed to the mouth of the rat and Pedro and Senor Rivera in Delray. It’s still spring in Florida with a top speed of three-quarter time. Plan A was still in effect.

Keep up with the Wranglers as we dangle lightly until Resonate Suwannee in May and then forward into a summer of festival slop, including FloydFest, Mountain Music Festival and more. Believe what you want. Down to clown? Thanks again for everything. Spring Reunion remains the acorn that becomes the oak. It’s where the journey begins and ultimately where it all ends up. Music lives here.                    Namaste y’all.

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With influences and a bloodline connected back to bygone festivals such as Wanee and Bear Creek, Amp Jam #1 was a special treat and a gift for the longtime Suwannee faithful. Gov’t Mule, Dumpstphunk, Lettuce, Eggy, The Headhunters, Eddie Roberts and the Lucky Strokes, Diggin’ Dirt, The Legendary JC’s, Electric KIF, Shak Nasti and more treated the masses to three days of music, art, food, and frivolity. The intimacy of the setting, along with old friends and a manageable schedule that allowed for visiting time all contributed to a laid back weekend of down-home Florida goodness.

They were back in Florida with a mandate to travel on as few miles of interstate as possible. There was no way Lucy was taking I-4 from St. Pete to DeLand. That parking lot would devour her body and soul, rendering the leftovers unrecognizable. Anyway, since her blowout in Jacksonville, the Oldsmowagon was jittery between 65 and 70. All the better reason to slow down and take the backroads. After all, this is Florida in March. God’s country.

Yo, crack a book bro. These woods belong to Mario and Spencer and for all the old friends, there’s always a couple of friends that you’ve managed to miss all these years. This is how you get to know everyone at the park, one hippy at a time. It might take your whole life. The old gypsy woman was correct. It was a portent of things not exactly sideways but more corkscrewed. It was old school fun and a loop of friends coming together for another romp in the woods. Meow and meow.

Some of Lucy’s earliest memories of the park was Gov’t Mule playing “Fearless” in the field. She was hanging with the angels from A Bazaar Universe when she heard the familiar sound of a Warren Haynes guitar. It wiggled up her back and it was good to be home. She hung out on the back rail where she could enjoy the music and hassle the pedestrians on main street. The sound was clear and loud. She would usually be content there, but something special was happening. First, the horns gathered on stage left and underneath everything she could hear the beginning tricklings of “Spanish Moon” that would drag her, like a tractor beam, straight down to the pit. Thrilled it wasn’t filled with lawn chairs, she grabbed the nearest hoodlum and slow danced on the dance floor under the Spanish Moss.

“There’s whiskey and bad cocaine
Poison get you just the same
And if that… that don’t… kill you soon
The women will down at the Spanish Moon.”

The focus on the Amphitheater Stage had proven to be a sound idea. Everyone was there together. In between set breaks and artists there was plenty of time to walk back to camp for a refresher course. Easy peasy lemon squeezy. Everyone was together with nowhere else to go. And of course the lurking from camp to camp that makes camping festivals so different. That’s where the sauce is.

The Fallout Shelter was in full effect thanks to Pedro and Gaylord for showing up early and homesteading the site. Her “flea market” stylings contributed to the overall inner-city funk.

Possum moonshine and other potential disasters. Lucy was never one to cast the first stone but storing jars of formaldehyde directly next to jars of moonshine seemed like a recipe for some quality original content. They were both quart Ball jars and looked identical, except for the opossum tail and claws in the latter. Something about boots made of squirrel and opossum, as seen in the October Banana Republic catalog. Some mysteries are best left unsolved and what happens at the Street Walker’s house stays at the Street Walker’s house.

Any fool could see the event was a success. Something about focusing the energy on the Amphitheater Stage added to the ambiance. Things were dense with quality fun, in every direction. There was ample time to lurk about and find shenanigans in what many of the patrons call home, or church or whatever. This is Live Oak. The alpha and the omega. When you dance here you are dancing with many ghosts, born of celebration and music.

It wasn’t her fault. Blame the PTSD but she forgot Bfly was filling the bed with air and had plugged the pump into the back of her truck. She wasn’t driving fast when she left but it didn’t matter and was already too late. The cord attached to the mattress jerked violently and yanked the bed outside the tent…except the door was too small for the Texas king mattress and the entire tent was grabbed and dragged along toward hippy trail. Throw me something mister.

These are certainly strange and colorful times we live in. Seems that there were forgotten tunnels leading from the park all the way to Ole Mexico. Tricky times to be sneaking around, to be sure, but what’s a wook to do? Who was that getting “braced”, sitting bookended, on the back of somebody else’s ride. Apparently not everybody is into Mulakas, Dino. The Suwannee River Pirates don’t like it when folks trap their crew. The glaring lack of Jolly Rogers and privateers illustrated just how unsafe the waters can be off the Barbary Coast.

Can we be real? Lucy made no bones about it, on many occasions she was known to miss out on sets because she was a bonefide camp monkey, but when Horhay and the uncommon Street Walker invited her to the Daze Between Band, how could she know what brand of funk lay ahead? Featuring John Scofield, Ivan Neville, Eric Krasno, Tony Hall, Ian Neville, Deven Trusclair, Jennifer Hartswick, Ryan Zoidis, Alex Wasily, Viveca Hawkins, Ari Teitel and guests, this set celebrated the career of George Porter Jr. in slick funky fashion. Playing the first three songs off the Robert Palmer debut album, Sailin’ Shoes, Hey Julia and Sneakin’ Sally Through the Alley, they pushed into Get Out of My Life Woman and Yes We Can Can….a true Toussaintathon and one of the best sets she’d seen in a while.

Did that fruitcake really ask if she liked kimonos? Of course she liked kimonos? God is her copilot. You’re welcome for her service. What do you know about the Burma anyway?

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Pound Town, Stripper Poles and Beyond. It was the only bar he hadn’t been banned from and somehow his credit was still good. They’d been kidnapped earlier by the Jason waterfall and ended up on the stripper pole. Don’t judge. Things were moving pretty fast and the nights without sleep were beginning to catch up.  J Sploosh pulled up to Pound Town and poured everyone into the bar, promptly ordering the special, raw milk with Cialis rim. Drifting too far from the shore, Baitbucket and Bfly Irish goodbyed their chauffeur and proceeded to stroll back to the camp. Not far from the Hulaween Kamp they were picked up by the Cracker Train and promises of rides back to  camp turned to dust as they were promptly shenghaied right back to Pound Town. Warm crawfish and pretty girls anyone? The lesson, if a man needs one, is not to have plans and don’t argue with the Suwannee. She knows what she’s doing and she always provides.

Thanks to Steph Giera for taking the reigns on the festival poster and bringing the camp their precious Horhay. Putting the whore in George.

Just what exactly is happening here? The Street Walkers’ banana liquor had upended in his pocket and was running down his leg like some kind of viscous oil slick. It was time for a costume change before that splooge and the moonshine came into contact with a cigarette ember and burst into flames. The rendering of opossum fat is not a pleasant aroma and once you’ve taken it in, it lingers for a time.

By the time the rains came Sunday afternoon, the party was all but over. The Hobo Kamp slid into the womb of the Bill Monroe Shrine and picked a few more songs and enjoyed some leftover liquor before it was finally time to lay down and celebrate another successful jaunt in the forest. Namaste y’all.

At the end of the day their books were in the red and once again, swamp thugs had kidnapped their chicken. Lucy knew this time they’d made a crucial mistake for no longer did they negotiate with terrorists. Thanks to Plugged’N Production for the site lighting. Visit the Amp Jam website and like their social media sites on Facebook, Instagram, X and reddit. Please remember, although it may seem advanced, we use no A.I., but rather, all good, old-fashioned, free-range, man meat. You’re welcome. You’re worth it.

Thanks for making Wranglers Media your number one source for entertainment news. This whole rap has pretty much been the same for ten years so by now you gotta know what’s coming. Half-ass, low bar, rehash pulp. Believe what you want. Follow the Wranglers as we head back to SOSMP for Suwannee Spring Reunion with more of the greasiest Mexican and Ka’aoli and the five-year plan. Join Gainesville’s best at the Kamp Happiness family jam with Blancito and Lucienda Rosalita. Kick off your shoes and sit a spell.

En Pablo confiamos.

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Suwannee Spring Reunion is pleased to present the daily schedules! The lineup includes performers with long histories of epic Suwannee performances along with a history of showcasing some surprise one-of-a-kind collaborations. With many acts playing multiple times, music will be staged in a variety of areas, including Big Cosmo’s Amphitheater, the Music Farmers Stage at The Porch and The Back Porch, Music Hall, and The Tent.

Suwannee Spring Reunion 2025 Lineup & Days to Play:

Keep up with Wranglers Media as we head to SOSMP for Amp Jam #1 and then it’s family jam time with Spring Reunion. After that, Tipper and Friends and Resonate lie on the Suwannee horizon.

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Remember lounging in a stranger’s hammock, listening to Gov’t Mule cover “Fearless” while the kids rode their bikes hither and yon with Dumpstaphunk sets that felt like they’d last all night. Remember the drum circle in the back of the Pine Field that did last all night? “Why am I sleeping in your golf cart? Good question.” There is a new wind blowing. Return to the park as we all set up our camps with lights and absolute gibberish. Beware the Suwannee River Pirates. Find Kamp Happiness near the Bill  Monroe Pavilion and join the family jam. Join Pedro, Gaylord, Moonshine and who knows what other surprises remain hidden.

“Spirit of Suwannee Music Park in Live Oak, Florida is loving home and proud host to dozens of eclectic music festivals dating back decades. Thousands of fans from around the world return time and again, flocking to frolic freely in this sacred space, to dance, commune, connect and coalesce around the intergenerational, genre-spanning live music gatherings. Centrally-located within the sprawling 800-acre campground venue is a celestial crown-jewel, the Amphitheater Stage, a majestic, tree-lined natural bowl with amazing acoustics, set amidst turkey oaks and dogwoods, framed by towering pines dripping in Spanish moss. The brilliant organic beauty creates crucial shade and an intimate container; familiar faces cultivate a familial atmosphere with filial traditions passed down from onstage to the rage. With world-class musicians blessing the Amphitheater Stage year after year, the sum of these sensory parts provide a unique, high-fidelity concert experience that rivals iconic amphitheaters like Colorado’s renowned Red Rocks or Washington’s breathtaking Gorge.”

“Taking place March 6-8, 2025, the inaugural Amp Jams is the first in a series of smaller, focused festivals that intend to spotlight the storied history of The Amphitheater Stage, showcasing numerous artists that are essential to the lineage, legacy, and timeless energy of this hallowed spot. Warren Haynes traces deep roots to SOSMP – and the granddaddy of ‘em all: Wanee Festival – performing extensively with the Allman Brothers Band and his own Gov’t Mule for many years. Certified OGs like Dumpstaphunk, George Porter Jr., Lettuce, and Eddie Roberts (New Mastersounds) each anchored the beloved Bear Creek Music & Arts Festival across a legendary eight-year run. The plan for Amp Jams is to facilitate a reconnection with the Suwanee musical family, congregate the faithful to the park, and to distill the peerless SOSMP experience into its most potent form. Remove the distractions and make only funky decisions on the mighty Amphitheater Stage all weekend long.” -B. Getz of Upful LIFE

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Thanks to Paul for keeping up involved with all the silliness and park personnel for continuing to put up with our shenanigans. Follow the Wranglers as we head into Suwannee Spring Reunion. SOSMP continues its fall season as Tipper comes back for one more in April and Resonate descents on your face in May. It’s a hard knock life. Believe what you want.

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Set against the backdrop of its enchanting, art-filled forest, attendees can look forward to the signature blend of top tier electronic talent that Elements Festival is known for, offering a diverse range of sounds and experiences suited to every taste.

Featuring some of the most noteworthy names in dance music, headliners for the 2025 edition include celebrated chart-topping superstar Illenium, world renowned electronic musician deadmau5, electronic visionary Rezz, Deadbeats label heads Zeds Dead, high priestess of hard techno Sara Landry, and energetic performance duo Sofi Tukker (DJ Set).

The stacked billing expands with the darker sonics of forward thinking producer Liquid Stranger, the return of legendary house act Claude VonStroke, trip-hop pioneer Tipper, UK drum & bass flag bearers Chase & Status, and the larger than life DJ Diesel aka Shaquille O’Neal.

House and techno enthusiasts can look forward to performances from in demand collaborator Wax Motif, Dutch sensation Mau P, techno powerhouse Eli Brown, esteemed house production duo SIDEPIECE, piano-house icon LP Giobbi, techno new school selector Layton Giordani, and fast riser Max Styler.

Hard hitting sonics will also prevail with acts like rock-influenced dance pioneers Sullivan King B2B Kayzo, meteoric electronic acts Levity and Tape B who will play individual sets in addition to a B2B, drum & bass producer Reaper, and rising Toronto bass DJ and producer Canabliss among the phase one slate.

“We’re thrilled to bring you our most diverse lineup yet – featuring top current acts, emerging talent, throwback classics, and fresh genres for curious explorers. With “Flavors” across four main stages and smaller experiences, we encourage wandering to discover something new. A big thank you for all the awesome ideas we got from our DJ survey participants – you’re partners in shaping the future of Elements Festival!”, says Elements Co-Founder Timothy Monkiewicz.

Elements Festival’s four main stages embody the natural forces it celebrates. The Fire stage crackles with high-energy performances for thrill seekers, while Earth transforms into a surreal dreamscape of glowing trees, cosmic mushrooms, and floating jellyfish. Air serves as a hidden sanctuary of sound nestled deep within the woods, while Water becomes a sunlit playground with acrobats, playful characters, and festivalgoers are encouraged to embrace swimwear and dive into an immersive 360° stage experience.

Elements has evolved into a standout multi-day camping festival, thriving at its location of Long Pond set in the woodlands near the racetrack featuring an on-site solar farm to drive sustainability initiatives. Fans can explore art cars reminiscent of Burning Man and rows of guest-created theme camps known as Vibe Villages amidst the grounds, large-scale art installations, interactive performances, and 3D video projection mapping, alongside a Health & Wellness lineup offering yoga, sound baths, aromatherapy, dance, comedy, and multidisciplinary workshops.

Elements Co-Founder Brett Herman adds, “At Elements you’re living on a different planet for 3-4 days. There’s so much to experience beyond the music, there’s always something happening in the Bizarre, Fun Factory, Plaza, Wellnest, and countless other places in the festival grounds… Just moving from place to place you’re guaranteed to strike sparks, start a side quest, and find like-minded vibes.”

One of the most unique things about Elements is its participatory culture. From fans hosting interactive camps in the Vibe Villages, to curating pop-up performances along the paths and creating surprise happenings in the woods, the festival invites, embraces, and supports its festival family that aspire to BE the Elements.

Another cornerstone of Elements’ community spirit is the Art of Change program, designed to uplift marginalized voices. In 2024, the program focused on environmental change. Applications for the 2025 Art of Change program will open closer to the event, while submissions for Vibe Villages, artists, and performers are now live.

Tier Three GA and VIP passes are available through the official Elements Festival website as well as an all-new option for 2025, dubbed the “Entourage Pass”, which grants backstage access & more. Attendees can choose from diverse accommodations, including car camping, glamping, nearby hotels, and ready-to-go RVs or tents. Shuttle passes, providing transport from major Northeast cities, are also on offer for those preferring not to drive.

Elements Festival 2025 Phase One Lineup (ABC by Tier)
deadmau5, Illenium, Mau P, Rezz, Sara Landry, Sofi Tukker (DJ Set), Tipper, Zeds Dead, Chase & Status, Claude VonStroke (The Return), DJ Diesel aka Shaq, Eli Brown, Liquid Stranger, Sullivan King B2B Kayzo, Tape B, Tape B B2B Levity, Wooli, ALLEYCVT, Boogie T, BUNT., Layton Giordani, Levity, LP Giobbi, Max Styler, Papadosio, SIDEPIECE, Sunsquabi, Wax Motif, AHEE, Boogie T.Rio, Canabliss, Crumb Pit, Cyclops, Eater, Golden Pony, The Illustrious Blacks, Layz, LondonBridge, Maddy O’Neal, MADGRRL, Max Low, Moon Hooch, Reaper, Sneezy, Splintered Sunlight, The Sponges, Vincent Antone, Baby Kush, Earth Signs, HVNLEE B2B Luna Mar, Koopmusic, Narashima, Papyon.

Visit the Elements Music and Arts Festival website and like their social media channels on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube and TikTok. The world is your bivalve. Keep up with the wranglers as we forth into the fray. Welcome to the ten-year tour. The train is pulling away from the station.

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Thursday Night Kickoff Party at The Lost Paddle. Mountain Music Festival kicks off in style on Thursday night with an epic Kickoff Party at The Lost Paddle, featuring live performances from Natalie Brooke, The Kind Thieves, and Sneezy. Known for her electrifying keyboard skills and high-energy performances, Natalie Brooke will set the tone for an unforgettable evening. Joining her are local favorites The Kind Thieves, whose Appalachian-infused jam sound is a festival staple, and Sneezy, bringing their funky, feel-good grooves to the stage. Admission to this exclusive Thursday night show is included with early arrival camping passes, making it the perfect way for early birds to dive into the festival spirit, enjoy great music, and soak in the magical vibes of the New River Gorge before the weekend officially begins.

Friday Night on the Mountaintop. Friday night at Mountain Music Festival promises a thrilling lineup of diverse musical talent, headlined by the cosmic grooves of Daniel Donato. Known for his signature “Cosmic Country” sound, Donato will bring a mind-bending blend of country, rock, and psychedelic jams to the stage. Joining him are festival favorites Kendall Street Company, whose genre-defying blend of rock, jazz, and funk always delivers a lively, unpredictable performance. Adding to the evening’s magic is Shadowgrass, a young, high-energy bluegrass band known for their intricate picking and heartfelt harmonies, while Laid Back Country Picker rounds out the lineup with his laid-back, honky-tonk style and witty storytelling. With this stellar mix of artists performing under the stars, Friday night at Mountain Music Festival promises an unforgettable musical journey for all.

Saturday Night with Tropidelic & Big Something. Saturday night at Mountain Music Festival brings an explosive finale to the mountaintop at ACE Adventure Resort, featuring a powerhouse lineup that will keep the crowd dancing late into the night. Headlining the evening is Tropidelic, whose infectious fusion of reggae, hip-hop, and funk guarantees a high-energy set packed with grooves and good vibes. Sharing the spotlight is Big Something, known for their expansive sound that blends rock, funk, and electronic elements with an improvisational twist. Fans can also look forward to a captivating performance by Neighbor, a rising jam band celebrated for their dynamic live shows and intricate musicianship. Adding to the night’s diverse soundscape are Isaac Hadden, whose soulful guitar-driven jams offer a fresh take on blues and funk, and Electro Lust, who will deliver pulsating beats and electronic rhythms to get the party started. Saturday night promises a vibrant and eclectic musical experience to close out an unforgettable festival weekend.

Late Night Shows in The Pigment Sanctuary. The late-night shows at Mountain Music Festival are where the party continues long after the main stage lights go down, offering an intimate and immersive experience inside the vibrant Pigment Sanctuary Art Gallery. These late-night performances are known for their eclectic energy and unique atmosphere, surrounded by stunning art installations. On Thursday night, the festivities kick off with the wild, high-energy performance of MINKA, known for their theatrical style and dance-inducing grooves. Friday night keeps the momentum going with Buddhagraph Spaceship, whose spacey, psychedelic jams will take listeners on a cosmic journey. Finally, Future Joy closes out the weekend on Saturday night with a futuristic blend of saxophone-driven funk, bass-heavy beats, and live electronic elements. With limited capacity and an up-close connection to the artists, the late-night shows are a can’t-miss highlight of the festival, perfect for those who want to keep the music alive into the early hours.

Get Your Tickets Now. Early bird tickets for Mountain Music Festival, happening June 5th – 7th, 2025, are on sale now, offering fans the best deal for an incredible weekend of music and outdoor adventure at ACE Adventure Resort. This is your chance to lock in discounted admission to one of the most exciting music festivals in the region, featuring a stellar lineup of artists, late-night shows, and endless outdoor activities in the stunning New River Gorge. But don’t wait—prices will increase on February 1st, so grab your early bird tickets now to save and guarantee your spot at this unforgettable three-day event. Whether you’re a longtime attendee or a first-timer, Mountain Music Festival promises an experience filled with amazing music, art, 0nature, and community!

Revisit some MMF nuggets from the Wranglers archives and unlearn what you have learned. For your eyes only. Loose lips sink ships. 2021: Please Don’t Eat the Cicadas. 2022: Grandma Stole the Chatch? 2023: Lasting Impressions. 2024: Snapchat Love and the Blind Spectrum. Believe what you want.

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