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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Friday’s festivities kicked off in grand style with teen mandolin prodigy Wyatt Ellis and his top-tier band. The young group delivered a colorful set of bluegrass classics, original compositions, and innovative arrangements that set an inspiring tone for the weekend. Later, legendary Texas country savant Robert Earl Keen made a rare live appearance since the announcement of his hiatus in 2022 and treated fans to a number of singalongs, including his signature “Beer Run,” “Feelin’ Good Again,” and, fittingly, “Merry Christmas From the Family.” Closing out the night were award-winning Americana/soul duo The War and Treaty. The husband and wife pair brought their red-hot energy and cheeky storytelling to a packed Friday night crowd, leaving everyone on their feet and buzzing with excitement.

On Saturday, Lakeland-based Van Plating ignited early arrivals with an infectious set from her aptly-named third studio album, Orange Blossom Child, before honky tonk heartache Emily Nenni took the stage with her soulful blend of country and rock. Later, Sam Grisman and his impeccable ensemble gathered around an old school condenser mic and delivered a heartfelt tribute to the music and legacy of David “Dawg” Grisman while sprinkling in familiar favorites from the repertoires of Old & In The Way, The Grateful Dead, and more. Asheville-based bluegrass luminaries Steep Canyon Rangers then brought forth an epic hour of picking, highlighting the group’s dynamic musicianship, tight harmonies, and deep roots in Appalachian tradition. Drawing an unforgettable weekend to a close, JJ Grey and Mofro returned to the OBR stage for a second year in a row, unleashing an electrifying set packed with their biggest anthems and fan favorites, even delivering multiple encores. Reflecting on his return, Grey expressed his affection for Orange Blossom Revue, enthusiastically declaring, “This is our second time playing this festival, but by gosh, if they’ll have us, we’ll play year after year!”

As the 10th anniversary of Orange Blossom Revue comes to a close, festival co-founder Reid Hardman looks back on the incredible journey that has brought the event to its milestone year. “It’s been an amazing ride to see this festival grow from a small gathering to a thriving celebration of music and community,” said Hardman. “This event is our love letter to our home town of Lake Wales, and we’re so grateful for the fans, artists, and everyone involved who believed in us enough to do this again and again. Here’s to many more years of bringing people together in celebration of this incredible town that we hold so close to our hearts.”

With a decade of success behind it, Orange Blossom Revue is poised for even greater celebrations in the years to come, starting with its 11th annual event taking place December 5-6, 2025. For more information and to stay up to date on all things OBR, visit OrangeBlossomRevue.com. Like their social media channels on Facebook and Instagram. Look hard enough and you just might see the firmament.

Thanks to Jess Greaves and her team for covering the event for Wranglers Media. Look for her expose on the underbelly of Clewiston, Florida in the most recent issue of “Sunshine State Woman”. Find the rest of Hobo Kamp at Suwannee Spring Reunion at Spirit of Suwannee Music Park, in the middle of the not-so-quiet section.       Namaste y’all.

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This is just a simple recollection of the past year, honest and littered with disparages. Still decorated with bleached, plastic flowers not stolen from a cemetery. Relax Francis. Not that you remember, but you were there. They say no two people remember an event exactly the same. It’s so easy to slip. But are we beating a dead horse? Are you what the fellas on Beech Mountain call a one trick pony? Sit back, dear reader and let yourself sail back to 2024 and like Drunkle Clayopheus said, “figure what needs figurin’.” Don’t worry little missie, there are no tiles allowed on this ride. Your map slave is working upside down and you’re still lost. It’s safe and no one knows where you are. It might even be time for you to not know where you are. It’s the 2024 Year in Review: Geolocation Disabled.

Are you lost? Do you want to be? Have you been found? Thankfully. For the lucky ones, it was another year of breathing free air and for a few, the debt had been paid. For others, the grinding of the gears was just beginning. Don’t you think you’ve paid the boatman enough? To hell with that guy. There were those who roped in thugs from the shadow places. Like Ma Roux said, “Collect the little dabs of dried toothpaste they leave in your sink and serve them back as wedding breath mints.” Welcome to the high vibration. It wasn’t that I mind if anyone was tracking my movements, but it seemed like a serious misallocation of company resources. What happened to our pension fund? For as long as I could remember, I’d been hoping someone would steal my identity, but the obvious question is why anyone would want to?

It was a year of branching out with new family and strengthening old bonds. The camp was now littered with admitted degenerates with no regard for the old ways. But there was something unusual in the stale, sandy pizza they served. Their sand had a different texture. Like the silky-smooth grit of diatamaceous earth as it removes the unwanted leftovers from your gullet. It was Black Warrior who, in 1890 asked, “Who could hold on to the wind from a burning teepee or dumpster?”

S. Jones had learned to wear cut off shorts in certain situations as a type of litmus test. Job interview, courtroom, first date. Or combined with the Waffle House first date. Waffle House in cutoff shorts and if she comes back for another, take her to the Bubble Room. Game on. Mistakes had been made. At least two times he’d gotten drunk on rum and discussed religion and abortion with his mum. Never a great starting point between a heathen and believer. So what if he wasn’t washed in the blood. He didn’t care if he and his sister weren’t able to join her in the great reward and her confession of regret and failure as a mother was a serious bummer. Moderately heavy shit for a Friday night. How’s about we just watch a Hallmark Christmas show and fall asleep in our ice cream.

Vibra Urbana in Miami got things started and the escalation came, as always with Suwannee Roots Revival and some harsh megaphone opinions from the wrecking crew.

Lacking in all the usual luster. The ladies harvested in unwashed at Resonate while Ka’aoli reallocated his own short bus of idiotas and steered for Austin, Texas and the complete totality of inappropriate delusions. His hypothesis involved measurable electrons charging his tan starfish within a fixed location on the flat part of the Earth. Oh yeah, also within the snow globe of the firmament. Like weather manipulation, sciencey. The cosmogony is yours. Pedro’s Cabinet of Expired Narcotics hosted Hobo Kamp for Suwannee Resonate and the failure to appear summons along with the restraining orders have been referred to KH legal team. 888-888-8888. Ask for Ka’aoli.

Just the protips. Gaylord, Lord of the Gays didn’t support genital mutilations and among his staunchest suggestions was not to order calamari in the Vatican. Dirty bird was seen eating vermin in Panajachel. Don’t look now but science has caught up with you. It might be time to consider a circumcision reversal. And when considering a hunting dog, know that Black Labrador Retrievers will not eat their owners after death. Somewhere along the way the crew had time to work Shaky Knees, Hangout, Bonnaroo, Oceans Calling and who can remember what else. Half of the time the Buick was in the shop, the other half of the time it was being used to make money for the most recent or next repair.

They called Summer Camp by another name but just about everything else was the same. Sporting, to be sure. Pedro’s closet of regrets took its spot in the dark of the forest. No one sees the outside from the deep shadows within. The stages, bars and whatever else is great at Summer Camp, but the forest is where the magik happens. Thank you for allowing the monkeys to take over the insane asylum. Even after leaving her self-respect in a cardboard box at Lost and Found and absorbing the curiosities that ride shotgun alongside the “hard goodbye”, there is safety within its boughs. It’s all fun and games until someone whispers that your buddy is a cop. Hard meow? Turn to page 47 if you want to keep riding this bus.

It was a time to be thankful for friends. They had leveled some moderately serious allegations in her direction but her friends were stalwart in their devotions. She’d seen strong families cleave themselves from each other for money, divorce, whatever. Houses built on sand. She found it empowering to collect new cousins into her lineage even as she was being collected into other houses. Planned marriages. Extending kingdoms. The petri dish in full effect.

Stolen identities and poorly trained professional astronauts at Mountain Music Festival? Astro-not on my watch. Never boring and surprisingly intimate, the Iceman hoodwinked his way into MMF at Ace Adventure Resort in the middle of New River Gorge, West Virginia. Who is in charge of security when this guy can slither in as a media corespondent? Jedi wook mind trick. All truths aside, that type of animal has cut their teeth sneaking into Phish shows even before their tits have fallen off. One of the obvious benefits of the methamphetamine lifestyle is it allows the user to be skinny enough to sneak through the fence into the VIPness. Mountain glory at its best. Look for the B team on the beer taps. More than one free beer? Code Red? We don’t need no badges.

In the dojo of a thousand lost memories, many thanks to Maso the forlorn. Next time it will be the wisdom teeth. Watch the six old boy, but I digress, some of these polices are best kept close to the vest. In a mire of drunken confusion they’d left Ocean City with a greater understanding of how sweet Thai chili sauce can be used to compliment jalapeno poppers.

In what has become a cornerstone of the summer work loop, EForest showed the lessons that only General Admission can offer. Pirate flags, code reds and human test apes were the order of the day and Pedro resented the muddiest Ortiz Flea Market version of the truth. Team B made camp in the Cherry Orchard with what the old folks refer to as “higher stock”.

You are encouraged to join the happy space of the snappy repertoire. Don’t worry baby, the buck stops here. Welcome to the cul-de-sac of blame. Or what your people call responsibility. Don’t worry, PTSD is not just for soldiers anymore and at the turn of the millennia, Indians litter just as much as anyone. Don’t cry for me Argentina.

FloydFest. As we found our footing on the new mountain, so did the festival find its footing on us. Like a tiny Vietnamese woman walking down your back in high heels. At times serving as non-examples and at others, the key that opens all doors. Well within the learning curve. Everything is being revealed, grasshopper. Thanks always to the FF family for being consistent which is meant as the greatest compliment in terms of both their insanity and work ethic. The great ones find ways to make it easier for everyone. Less talk, more rock.   

Mondegreen. Trey Sees Me. The best surprise of the year and Lucy’s first Phish festival. Maso continued to lay down the Phish funk from the jukebox in Ocean City, Maryland until the old people started giving him the side eye. Knots of light pulling the body in contorted directions. At least he didn’t feel like an interloper as he slept in the front of Mason’s van, which reeked of wet shoes, bad chicken and stale urine.

Thieves stealing from thieves. How do legit hoodlums spend their time? They spent most nights at Gatsby’s enjoying live music, private shows under the stoop and loose fun in the guest house. Please shower before entering the pool. Dover is f’sho down with hood rat shit. Look for the guy on the tiny motorcycle. Loose lips sink ships. Choices had been made. Lucy was almost too sideways to work and the chickens were coming home to roost. Some headlines are best left unpublished.

Another year has come and gone. 2024 had as much as action and spunk as any prior. People were still busy about with their personal stuff and still no one wanted to hear any advice from anyone else. Nobody was overly thrilled to hear your story about “getting high at the show”. In earlier generations, intelligence was equated with the ability to listen. Not be confused with the inability to contribute. The man who could actively listen without interrupting might often be considered intelligent, without having to say a word. I’m trying to learn to stay out of my own way. It’s been said, “If someone else tried to kick my ass as much as I do, boy I would be in trouble.”

It’s Daryl’s fault. Lucy still had larval seed ticks feeding on the capillaries around the corner of her eyes. The original harvest had not all been eradicated and the second generation of arichnae were now living comfortably on and in her epidermis. When you lie down with dogs, you get fleas. Hashtag truth.

Hulaween continues to morph into something particularly otherworldly as, over the years, we work on the building. The Hulaween wedding of the year is still just like taking sand to the beach. Fake weddings in Florida are just as hot as real weddings. So you’re saying I’m not really a homewrecker? Heckfire, by the end of the day I might not even be a bad son or a dead-beat dad. Oh, how the tables have turned. Who knew? If you live long enough you get to receive all the free cars. Check the math.

Where is TooMuch?

Keep up with Wranglers Media as we steer straight into 2025 and the ten-year anniversary tour as internet media moguls. Thanks for making us one of the cornerstones of the modern etherweb. Plan A is still in effect. No artificial intelligence, real news or monetizing but ample amounts of sideways fun and increased color. Join us as we surrender freedom in the name of security. The train leaves the station soon. Git on board and join the wook wranglers ten year anniversary tour. The singularity. Ceptin’ now Mona the Adventurer is in charge so be careful what you wish for, you just might get it. Welcome to the highest vibration. Needle drop that shit. Geolocation Disabled. And don’t worry, although I did throw your tile out of the window, you should have no trouble finding it on the side of the interstate.

For Brian. Kamp Happiness pocket guitar.

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Bill Nershi of the band added, “The outdoor amphitheater at The Caverns is beautiful, but when we played our show in the cave, you could really feel the energy. Truly magical.”

Full CaveJam Line-Up: The String Cheese Incident, The Infamous Stringdusters, Andy Frasco & The U.N., Armchair Boogie, BERTHA: Grateful Drag, Dizgo, Hayley Jane Band, The Headhunters, Jesse Roper, Pajamas, and Space Bacon.

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

“Now in its second year, CaveJam has become a signature springtime festival here at The Caverns,” says Joe Lurgio, The Caverns’ General Manager. “Our seasoned, music-loving team is dedicated to creating an unforgettable experience for both fans and artists, building on everything we’ve learned from our past events and festivals while always sprinkling in new festival magic everywhere we can.”

CaveJam offers a range of VIP glamping options that complement the venue’s unique appeal, from caving experiences and a lively campground with a vibrant “Shakedown Street” of craft vendors to the breathtaking surroundings of the outdoor amphitheater. Guests can enjoy dancing, food trucks, and of course, live music in the beautiful cave that defines The Caverns experience.

Underground Music. All CaveJam ticket holders will get to experience the magic of live music in The Caverns’ legendary underground venue, with performances by several bands from the lineup throughout the weekend.

The String Cheese Incident make a highly anticipated return to the cave for a rare intimate, late-night set on Sunday, May 25. New for 2025, a second late-night cave show will feature BERTHA: Grateful Drag on Saturday, May 24. Both of these special sets are included with VIP packages.

For general admission guests, limited bundled 3-day tickets include admission to both The String Cheese Incident and BERTHA: Grateful Drag’s late-night sets.

On-Site Accommodation Options. CaveJam attendees can choose from a range of accommodations to suit different preferences and budgets. At the top end is The Caverns’ secluded yurt village, offering climate-controlled yurts with king-size beds, private bathrooms, kitchenettes, and private decks. Other glamping options include luxury canvas bell tents, complete with queen beds, bedding, a bistro table, and more. For a cost-effective VIP option, there are Pre-Pitched Tent Packages with amenities like two cots, a canopy, camp chairs, and a tent light. Guests who prefer to bring their own camping gear can still enjoy all VIP perks by selecting a VIP Camping Package. RV camping passes are also available. Free car camping is included with all CaveJam tickets.

VIP Perks and Amenities. All VIP packages include access to both festival days, early campground entry on Friday, May 23, guaranteed access to The String Cheese Incident’s late-night cave set, and admission to BERTHA: Grateful Drag’s cave show. VIP guests also enjoy multiple VIP viewing areas, catered brunches and dinners, VIP restroom trailers and showers, an exclusive restroom in the amphitheater, private cash bar with daily discounted Happy Hours, access to charging stations, free massages, and on-site VIP concierges. Lastly and new to CaveJam, shuttle transportation to and from the campground has been added for VIPs in 2025.

Get Your CaveJam Tickets Early. CaveJam tickets start at $179 and, new for 2025, include free camping. Guests can start a payment plan for as little as $54 down. Sign-ups are now open (Sign Up Link) for venue pre-sale access on Thursday, November 21 at Noon CT. General on-sale begins Friday, November 22 at Noon CT. Past CaveJam buyers will receive a unique access code to unlock special loyalty pricing.

For the best access to VIP packages, including guaranteed entry to the exclusive cave sets, guests are encouraged to secure tickets and accommodations early for CaveJam at The Caverns in Grundy County, Tennessee. Visit the CaveJam website and like their social media channels on Facebook and Instagram. Welcome to the portal.

About The Caverns: Nestled in Grundy County, Tennessee, The Caverns is a world-renowned destination known for live music in beautiful natural settings, the Emmy-winning PBS television series The Caverns Sessions, and a magical cave system for different skill levels of exploration. Inside The Caverns subterranean venue, guests to “The Greatest Show Under Earth” revel in the prehistoric venue’s natural acoustics and otherworldly beauty. The outdoor amphitheater sits at the foot of the Cumberland Plateau with the rolling Tennessee hills as a backdrop. Whether underground or above ground, live music at The Caverns is a bucket list experience that keeps fans coming back time and again. Overnight yurt accommodations are available throughout most of the year, and on-site camping is available after most shows. Daily guided walking tours and adventure cave tours of The Caverns cave system are also offered 7 days a week.

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Electric Forest unveils the initial lineup for its 2025 edition, returning to Rothbury, Michigan from June 19-22, 2025. One of the world’s most celebrated festivals, Electric Forest is an all-encompassing experience, defined by total immersion through its pillars of music, art, community, and exploration. Electric Forest’s 2025 lineup represents its commitment to showcasing the best and brightest of electronic, jam, and world music, continuing to be a beacon for what’s next across these scene-defining genres.

Headliners include French electro pioneers Justice, fan-favorite Aussie party starter FISHER, GRAMMY-nominated Disclosure (DJ Set), the dreamy grooves of prolific Houston three-piece Khruangbin, and Forest Family favorites Louis The Child. Additional highlights include the mind-melting sonics of Liquid Stranger and Of The Trees, the high priestess of hard techno Sara Landry, meteoric Scottish multi-instrumentalist Barry Can’t Swim, the legendary Tiësto, jam band visionaries The String Cheese Incident performing two incidents, superstar Brazilian globetrotter Mochakk, and Sub Focus, Dimension, Culture Shock, and 1991’s drum & bass behemoth WORSHIP.

Programming the best of international talent, Electric Forest’s 2025 lineup also features UK’s next-gen jungle sensation Nia Archives, Toronto clubland innovator BAMBII, Brazilian flag bearer Maz, Swedish composer and multi-instrumentalist Arc De Soleil, and Colombian psychedelic funk trio BALTHVS. The ever-eclectic lineup also features genre-crossing acts bbno$, Joey Valence & Brae, and GASHI alongside eclectic favorites like Caribou, Confidence Man, The Free Label, Mindchatter, and Forest veteran Dixon’s Violin.

Flavors of house and techno are represented by the likes of Gordo, Cloonee, Blond:ish, Lilly Palmer, Loco Dice, Will Clarke, ØTTA, and Pretty Pink; while trap, bass and low-end frequencies come courtesy of Mersiv, Crankdat, Hamdi, YDG, Zingara, and Jade Cicada. Electric Forest will also continue to foster a home for underground talent, where acts like BIIANCO, Ahmed Spins, Interplanetary Criminal, Fcukers, and TAAHLIAH will grace its stages. Many more lineup names will be announced in the coming months.

Continuing the tradition of engaging the Forest Family in creative reveals, Electric Forest sparked lineup speculation and excitement in the community. First posting discreet hints on official social media channels, then sending poems, limericks, and coded messages to various Loyalty Tiers via SMS, astute fans began to piece together which of their favorite artists would appear on the 2025 lineup. Finally, EF Radio, a community-driven radio platform dedicated to broadcasting frequencies from The Forest, spun a curated playlist of artists on the lineup, mixed with messages from fans who called in and correctly guessed 2025 artists, leading into the official lineup reveal.

Electric Forest provides a participatory sanctuary for creative expression and limitless connection. Through the celebrated fan-participation Plug In Programs, Forest Family has the unique opportunity to shape their festival experience alongside Forest HQ. Applications are open now for select programs – learn more about The Wish Machine, Art Installation Sponsorship, Art Spark!, and The Digital Brainery here, and stay tuned for more information about additional Plug In Programs to open soon.

Electric Forest’s Loyalty Program, designed to reward returning Forest Family, begins its On Sale with 10 in The Forest on Tuesday, December 3 at Noon ET with all subsequent Loyalty Tiers following until Thursday, December 5.

The General Public On Sale for Electric Forest 2025 will begin at Noon ET on Friday, December 6. To register for access and more information about the EF Loyalty Program, available Passes and Packages – including the new Good Life Meadow, Hotel Packages, and more – visit the Festival’s official website.

Electric Forest Initial 2025 Lineup (A-Z)
1tbsp, 33 Below, Ahmed Spins, Arc De Soleil, BALTHVS, BAMBII, Barry Can’t Swim, bbno$, Beltran, BIIANCO, Blond:ish, BUNT., Caribou, Cloonee, Confidence Man, Crankdat, CVBZ, Disclosure (DJ Set), Dixon’s Violin, Evening Elephants, Fcukers, FISHER, GASHI, Gordo, Hamdi, Interplanetary Criminal, Jade Cicada, Joey Valence & Brae, Justice, Khruangbin, Lilly Palmer, Liquid Stranger, Loco Dice, Loods, Loofy, Louis the Child, LowDown Brass Band, Maz, Mersiv, Mindchatter, Mochakk, Moody Good, Nia Archives, Of The Trees, ØTTA, Pocket, Pretty Pink, Riordan, Roi Turbo, Sara Landry, Say She She, TAAHLIAH, The Free Label, The Philharmonik, The String Cheese Incident, Tiësto, Villager, WAKYIN, Will Clarke, WonkyWilla, WORSHIP (Sub Focus, Dimension, Culture Shock, 1991), YDG, Zingara.

Keep up with Wranglers Media as we celebrate ten years of internet glory and the ultimate search for truth and the world’s best grouper sandwich. Please remember to leave your Jolly Rogers as home unless you want them flapping behind someone’s golf cart. Ed. note-All of the Jolly Rogers taken at EForest were subsequently retook at Lost Lands and Hulaween. We are all about that life. Namaste y’all.

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In addition to general ticket options, Resonate Suwannee is offering convenient payment plans, allowing fans to secure their spot with just 10% down and monthly installments leading up to the event. Primitive camping is included with ticket purchases, and upgraded sites and cabins will be available for those seeking enhanced accommodations. Upgraded campsites and cabins are reserved for previous buyers from Resonate 2024 for 30 days from November 8th. After that, any available cabins or sites will be released to other buyers. To reserve a cabin or upgraded campsite, guests should contact the SOSMP Office at (800) 224-5656.

Presented by Essential Productions, a prominent Midwest-based music event production team, Resonate Suwannee is excited to announce a new partnership with Etix. Alongside their user-friendly, cloud-based ticketing platform and exceptional customer service, Etix is also helping develop an official festival app. Through this app, festival goers will receive real-time notifications for lineup additions, ticket price increases, schedule announcements, and more—creating a more immersive and connected festival experience.

Tickets are on sale. Visit the Resonate Suwannee website and like their social media pages on Facebook, Instagram and X. Welcome to the machine.

Essential Productions is a music event production company based in the Cincinnati, OH, and Northern Kentucky area. Partners Casey Schneider, Kevin Harris, and Zack Szabo began booking shows independently and combined forces in 2013. Most recently, EP has shifted its focus to Resonate Music and Arts Festival located at SOSMP.

The Spirit of the Suwannee Music Park is set amid 800 acres of Spanish moss-draped oak and cypress along the Suwannee River, SOSMP is one of the most beautiful live music venues in the country. The park offers guest comforts, including a general store, a full-service restaurant, free showers, indoor bathrooms, and water
stations. Visit the Spirit of the Suwannee Music Park website and check out their social media sites on Facebook, Instagram and X.

For those who have partaken the serious vibe that is Resonate, spread the word. This is one you’re not going want to miss. Revisit these Suwannee Resonate nuggets of pleasure from the wranglers archives. Resonate “23: A Truly Beautiful Picture and Resonate “24: Pedro’s Lost Journal. Find the Kamp Happiness family at Resonate and unlearn what you have learned. Believe what you want.                         Namaste y’all.

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SOSMP 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 for further information.

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“Well, the trail has been started and the initial adventures have been had, but the journey is still just starting at FestivalPark,” said John McBroom, FloydFest co-owner and CEO, and owner of FestivalPark. “We have listened to your advice and are implementing that valuable intel to continue developing our festival home. We hope you will notice and appreciate the touches our amazing team continues to curate, all the while helping us to continue to visualize all the new possibilities for this beautiful location. As the veils and curtains of ‘Aurora’ approach, we are excited to share our vision for next summer’s homecoming.”

The second round of lineup additions for FloydFest 25~Aurora is set for later this month, with more to follow over the next few months. All artists on the initial announce (and subsequent announces) can be discovered and explored via extensive bios, links and playlists here. “’Aurora’ symbolizes the beauty and mystery of nature,” said Jessica Taylor, FloydFest co-owner, CFO and VP of Operations. “We chose this theme to create a space for connection and awe, transporting patrons into an enchanting realm inspired by the northern skies through breathtaking art, performances and immersive experiences.” “As we emerged out of FloydFest 24~Horizon and reflected on the journey that led us to that milestone at FestivalPark, we found ourselves renewed, reenergized and reinspired to steward this festival, community and culture into the future, and that’s exactly what we’re going to do,” said Sam Calhoun, FloydFest co-owner and COO. “Arising from ‘Horizon,’ we now switch focus to ‘Aurora,’ visualizing its dynamic patterns of brilliance as metaphors for the FloydFest flow and family, defining the undefinable: our music, magic and mountains, our deep community of connection between our patrons and purposeful programming, and the indescribable beauty that can only be felt and understood in the moment on that mountain, together.”

Blue Cow Arts Foundation & Across-the-Way Productions released tickets — including Single-Day GA tickets & Single-Day Pair + Parking Bundles — for FloydFest 25~Aurora at noon ET on Friday, November 1, 2024, via the brand-new www.floydfest.com (and the festival’s new ticketing partner for 2025, See Tickets), as well as an initial sampling of the artist lineup that will descend on Floyd County, Va., July 23 to 27, 2025. Click here  for a direct link to tickets. Ticket prices will stay the same through Dec. 31, 2024, with price increases scheduled for Jan. 1, 2025, April 1, 2025, July 1, 2025, and for a final time at the gate. Info by ticket-type, as well as price tiers, can be viewed here.

New for 2025, Hotel Travel Packages are now available for FloydFest 25~Aurora, with accommodation options at the iconic & historic Hotel Roanoke (VIP) and the modern & plush SpringHill Suites Roanoke (GA). FloydFest Hotel Travel Packages are available paired with either (2) 5-Day GA tickets or (2) 5-Day VIP tickets for FloydFest 25~Aurora, and include a five-night hotel stay (and all associated hotel amenities), roundtrip shuttle transportation to and from the festival Wednesday through Sunday, plus (2) FloydFest Merchandise Bundles. A limited number of GA & VIP Hotel Travel Packages are available, so act fast to claim
this new boutique offering on FloydFest.com or https://tinyurl.com/FloydFest2025.

Also new for 2025, FloydFest now features an exclusive VIP parking & camping area for ‘Overland’ trucks/rigs/vehicles, located on the picturesque fence line at the top of VIP Parking. Each space is 20’x25’ and is designed for a vehicle + camping setup. This new ticket type is extremely limited; scroll to ‘VIP Overland Park & Camp Pass (20’x25’)’ under ‘VIP Tickets’ on the ticket page to purchase before they’re gone:

FloydFest.com is now fully updated for FloydFest 25~Aurora — visit the site to find:
• Brand-new and expanded FAQs: https://floydfest.com/floydfest-faqs/
• A Site Map, which will be regularly updated throughout the season: https://floydfest.com/site-map/
• The valued Partners of FloydFest 25~Aurora:
• The evolving lineup, artist information, playlists and links:
• Rules, a packing list and directions:
• Glamping info
• A Spotify playlist featuring artists from FloydFest 25~Aurora:
• Information on Festival Experiences (such as Outdoor Adventure, the Children’s Universe, and “Other Cool Stuff”), plus access to customer service, booking contacts, vendor info, volunteer info … and more!
As always, FloydFest will also include vibrant and varied vendors, quality craft brews and chews, healing arts, workshops and whimsy, camping and children’s activities, outdoor adventure, onsite art installations and a final lineup featuring almost 100 artists performing on seven+ stages over five days.

FloydFest is located at its new home, FestivalPark, located at 5826 Floyd Highway North in Check, Va. Find detailed directions, a packing list and rules by visiting https://floydfest.com/packing-list-rules-directions/. Updated FAQs can be found by visiting https://floydfest.com/floydfest-faqs/. Click to https://tinyurl.com/FloydFest2025 for a direct link to tickets. For more information, email info@floydfest.com. Stay informed via FloydFest’s newsletter at http://floydfest.com/newsletter/, and
find FloydFest on Twitter, Instagram and Facebook. Also, to sign-up for both our e-blast newsletters and Text Club, visit here.

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Welcome back to hurricane alley at the corner of I-75 and I-10. This is the eleventh edition of Suwannee Hulaween at Spirit of Suwannee Music Park in Live Oak, Florida and once again wranglers media has learned to trust in the process and believe in Hulaween. Thugs live here. Music lives here. Headliners such as The Bobby Weir Incident, CLOZEE, Black Pumas, Chase and Status, Chris Lake, Greensky Bluegrass, Killer Mike, Liquid Stranger, Nora En Pure, Of The Trees, Sublime, Tash Sultana, String Cheese Incident, Tipper and Umphrey’s McGee live here. The fuse was short and lit on a lineup rarely seen in this part of the Orion cluster. What were once non-negotiables quickly morphed into good intentions. It’s good to have a plan but at the end of the day, Hulaween will teach you what you need to know. Lie back and let it happen. Enthusiastic content given. Welcome to Suwannee Hulaween “24: Cheese. Love. Happiness. It’s in the weaksauce.

This party gets better every year and we are also getting better at it.  For many, there is nothing else worth considering for Halloween. It’s a week of lurking in the Florida moss, dancing on the beach of the Suwannee River and getting all the wayest down. They said “Make it Weird”, we answered with “Make it really Weird.” That’s what we do. Par for the course. They can’t all be home runs but these folks are swinging for the fences. By the time Strugglebus was leaking back from Mondegreen he was almost a Phish fan. Thanks for the immune booster. Maybe we won’t all get Covid this year. There’s so much to this festival and this is the account of just one stoop, off a back street in the Pine Field. These are tales from the Poncho Tree. Believe what you want.

Choices were made. Heads were checked with turkey oak acorns. Sissies would complain on Facebook about the dust, but a stampede of hippies either makes dust or mud and the Hobo Kamp prefers dust. We have a few musical instruments left, laying hither and yon and our entire kamp is built of feathers and glitter. The weather the entire week was a slice of absolutely perfect. Warm during the day and cool at night. Space for both complete nudity and velvet cloaks. It was about Florida family, Phil Lesh, new friends, technology, music and art, getting lost in a new forest, getting lost in your own forest and breaking your own rules. So much love, helpfulness and goofy fun. It was fulfilled expectations and random surprises, life lessons and the strengthening of existing bonds. An invitation to get a little loose in a safe place, in the bosom of the forest. A place that’s been hosting music since the 70’s, full of memories, ghosts and a forever song that lifts up through the canopy of leaves.

Mason insisted there was “Lots to do on Halloween” when asked why he was skipping Hula AGAIN. Oh really? Sure, he was headed to Albany where the Phish army takes over downtown. But I digress. Don’t get me wrong, Widespread and Billy were always great plan Bs but let’s be real. There’s nothing that compares to sliding deep into the Live Oak forest for a few days with this festival and Halloween wrapped under and around you. That’s right White Knight, you could be camped further down on the Suwannee River with the Proud Boys, getting drunk on Natties, smoking salvia and Delta 8 with the naked guy. World’s worst security guard? Maybe because you thought you were allowed to leave your post to see Cheese and had your backpack stolen in the process. All signs point to f’sho.

So many questions. How old were you when you discovered you were a figment of your imagination? Is the universe shaped like a burrito? Who could fall in love with the greasiest Mexican garbage can and what if, in fact she wasn’t the greasiest Mexican? Hard pause. Had the Sanford and Son trash heap all been a cruel hoax? The long con? I remember that child drinking double IPAs at Old Soul in Fort Myers. Erbody relax. Would the KH family jam represent again and bring a dose of chemical bluegrass to the Pine Field? There were singers in the forest even if most of the kamp sounded like a home for convalescents.

Hit by two hurricanes in two weeks. Suwannee Roots Revival had been cancelled but those who missed the bluegrass jams were prepared to double down on Hula. The park and festival staff worked overtime to make the space safe for all. (There’s a reason they call them widow makers). Hats off to the Asheville folks who felt the call to stay and continue to dig out what the river buried. For the rest of us, Hulaween was something we needed in a world of strife. At the end of the day when the wheat is cleaved from the chaff, the yoke of life is not supposed to be that heavy and Hulaween gives us the ammunition to face all callers. (Ed. note. These notes have been recalled in chronological order but mistakes are inevitable. Relative concepts such as time and space eventually derail at Hulaween and time slows until inner space is present. Conversely, the outside world continues to move ever faster until the singularity is achieved. Like weather manipulation…Sciency.) 

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Pedro and weaksauce pulled into the Spirit of Suwannee Music Park at exactly the same time Saturday midday as the Romanioan Firedog. Rico Suave camped across from them in the Loop. It was the Saturday before the festival and they were not yet able to move to the Poncho Tree in Primordial Camping. Strugglebus was dosing his birthday draft as they watched Tennessee beat Alabama but Pedro left her golf cart as she went to run the DUI VIPness shuttle in Jacksonville. Nothing makes the college football season disappear like a hot lap on someone else’s golf cart.  It was the first time they’d been back in the Loop since the days with kids, parents and travel trailers and they had since learned that they belonged in the forest, with the rest of their ilk. The type who slept in their cars and ate government meat. At least, for one night they’d found themselves back in the loop with Lightnin’ Steve and the Suwannee Princess. Actual VIPness in a sea of posers. Chastity was going to be home watching the new babies but she sent Watchem Lige in her place. Worms gotta eat, same as buzzards. He joined Bagdalini, Pedro, weaksauce and Sultana in what would become the night that goes on forever. The Romanian Firedog was there but he was resting, burning the slow flame if you will. The others, they searched the crags for rest but found no purchase. No purchase indeed.

When exactly did weaksauce decide he was joining Mack’s A.I. apocalypse Robot Jesus cult? Not since the Korshan Cosmogony had he given enthusiastic consent to a real cult but this one piqued his curiosity with a scripture founded on speaking with reverence and respect to your computer slave. Perhaps one day when the tables were turned, the congregation would arrive as helpers instead of food or slaves. It makes good sense to hedge one’s bets. All this while Pvt. TopNOT  began teaming with Robot Jesus to write “original” country and rap songs about the festival. Tepid at best. Welcome to the age of the soft brain. Or maybe their brainstorm of brown baby powder for when you don’t want to “be all that ashy”. That’s right Dear Reader, you can sleep well tonight knowing that wook wranglers correspondence is still 100% human bean. If this is the matrix, eat both pills and let ’em fight it out. They were macrodosing an increased amount of fluff daily till Strugglebus was having the eight count breakfast. More than once, the sauce experienced what he referred to as “hallucinations of distance” whereby real space would simply vanish. Did that guy actually call me a drug addict? Finally someone is making some sense. Calvin Kleins and pressies for breakfast son.

It was still only Tuesday (wormholes are real) when they found a renegade stage to showcase a teaser of the Thursday night tranquilizer tuning session. “Dip mah ballz init” was heard trickling through the forest for the first time. The Lemon Merchant had moved on from gourmet deserts to weapons manufacturing so things were changing everywhere but he still wasn’t ready to sell his Suboxone patch as “gently used” chewing gum. They were finishing up the wook wranglers Hulaween VIPness lanyards, limited edition and as official as a paper plate taped to kite string. Part of an ongoing attempt to blur the line between the proletariat and bourgeoisie. There are several VIPness packages to choose from including bronze, silver, gold, platinum and Hulaween plus, all depending on the needs and cravings of your personal festival experience. Also included in most ViPness packages is morning yoga on the stoop with Gaylord, Lord of the Gays.

Pedro brought tents for everyone, as space savers and because no one had their own supplies. She brought the only canopy. Even the hillbillies from the high country were finally using a tent and a mattress as opposed to the back of a Subaru and a stone for a pillow. Don’t worry about the seed ticks. They won’t give you Lyme disease but you’ll know you’re married to a redneck when she’s naked in the Suwannee washing off with dog shampoo. At some point, things were bound to get a little more Boca. Hormel chili topped with flamin’ hot Funyuns? Why not? Thanks Boo.

Policing the policing. Andre 3000. Shakes T. Clown was working prefest site-ops thanks to Cody the Mexican ballerina and apparent road rage enthusiast. No touch. No hugs. No feelz. He’d already slid in to work and had all the official credentials, for a change. His production office wasn’t far from the Sheriff’s trailer so he was able to take note of what the undercover cops were wearing (Columbia something and nice shoes) and inform the family. Nice fishing cap and VIP golf cart. Who watches the watchmen? These days, Dannie and Mary are running the VIPness shuttles son.

It was their third morning without rest when Pedro made some of her abuela’s semolas de cervesas (beer grits). Enter Andre 3000 and thank ye gods. It was their first time with a private water closet since the Mardi Gras days. It was sheer opulence, equipped with incense candles, original vestibule graffiti, magazines with pumpkin spice recipes and the Koreshan Cosmogony. For the entire of the festival, weaksauce struggled to work or even see the lock, and ended up using the GA facilities. It’s obvious that sometimes mama didn’t try.

Welcome to Pedro’s Interactive Glory Pocket. A prize in every box. This was big news for Kamp Happiness and thanks to El Gato for showing backbone and displaying true innovation. A portable glory hole? One shot, one kill. Enthusiastic consent only. Sexbruise? You certainly hope so. It’s the gory hole. The blow hole. One ping only. Hauk tuah that thing. Afraid of being homophobic. Don’t worry! It can’t be gay if you don’t know whose mouth it is. It’s as easy as that. Try the “not so fast” notched cucumber Wednesday special. One wargasm per customer. Two for one specials. Double your load with sunflower lecithin. Flavoring extra. Vanilla, asparagus, pineapple, blueberry. Corn husk anyone? The specifications of the glory hole were to that of the original measurements found in the temple of Osiris. That El Gato is a true carpenter, just like Old Testament Jesus. You just sank your 3-D member into my golden rectangle. Don’t blame us, who even knew there was such a thing as a glory hole fetish?

Where is Pedro? Like anyone could keep tabs on that slick wetback. Hiding in plain site with her high vis and crooked mustache? Something about a broken pocket watch and a reminder of all things good. Please believe that shit. Save time. Get on the bandwagon now, later they may call you fickle. You were just ahead of the curve. And the Caves of Altamira were open for Mona and Brocalleah who moved right in and brought their special brand of crazy with them. When it comes to camp mates, be careful what you with for, you just might get it.

The Solution pulled up his manatee seat golf bus. Immediately weaksauce paid him the forty dollars he owed him from last year and another forty for this year. On cue, he returned his unusually large, plastic chicken that had been kidnapped since last Hula. (Ed. note- It’s nice to work with professionals.) It had been an afternoon of wonderment. Tuesday maybe, who knows? Lucienda finally laid down in her hammock, just to get a few hours of well deserved, much needed rest. Just as she cuddled deep into the squishmallow she heard a different conversation coming from around the camp table. The players were leaning in closer, speaking a different language. They were playing cee-lo. They were rolling dice. She furrowed her brow and peeked over to see old and new friends getting thugishly serious about a game of late night dice. She resisted the urge to rejoin and quickly fell asleep listening to the sounds of friends getting into some hood shit in her living room. Thanks for coming out.

It was Tuesday when they found their first pirate flag in the loop. They were about that life. As Wednesday night rolled down, all the chess pieces appeared to be in place. Hashtag Van life finally pulled in to her spot in the shade of Kamp Happiness. At some point at what seemed like early in the game, weaksauce felt he was losing control of things. He had such hopes but the banana was slipping from the skin. He’d lost his cool. He’d been a bitch. By the time it was over he and Brocalleah had fetched the security guards and the subsequent geshtapo. Uncharted territory to be sure. Thank Robot Jesus no one had ever done that to him. Lord knows he had spent plenty of nights talking nonsense to trees. Being wrong is not the same as being a liar.

Toe Toe came in sideways and saw that his new friends were definitely a part of that life. “Please don’t steal the Pangea flag. It’s very special,” he cried. The River Pirate said the same thing about some Goonies flag. They were both instructed to go home, fold their precious flags up like an origami cranes, put them in a three-key lock box and bury them in the desert. Otherwise it’s game on and open for business. Don’t cry for me Argentina. Don’t you know where you are? Some of these pirates don’t even go to music. It’s just Jolly Rogers and Detroit dry wall. Good luck keeping up. Of course the Kamp Happiness banner got yanked when the fish stringer got hit but that’s life in the big city. Also Toe Toe, no touchie. Enthusiastic consent not given. Better luck next time cowboy. In his defense, Strugglebus had been going to the gym and was a slut so tough titty said the kitty but the milk taste good.

By this time the whole camp had been through the ringer in terms of deeply connected, highly emotional drama. And the festival hadn’t even started yet. But for the ego death, there had to be some kind of crumble before the healing. It was a matter of tearing the thing down and rebuilding it during the meat of the party. It could certainly be a tall order but they figured they knew what they were talking about. They knew how to make the soup and if you weren’t helping with the recipe, please with all love and respect, get out of the kitchen.

The Strugglebus split in a huff, most figured for the last time but he came back shortly with a plate of breakfast from catering. Keeping the wooks alive. They figured there was a lesson in there about working and slogging through the muck to be better friends, but at this point it was getting hard to keep up. So many lessons. The Strugglebus is real and he’s never let you down before.

Friends of friends. As long as we’ve got a voucher. Just ask Bagdalini. DD was a friend of a friend, not a friend as previously thought. No time to worry. No voucher needed but he did slide right in to the neighborhood. Why? Friend of a friend and yessir, I trust your judgement. Or Booty Sauce. The Sultana of Swing. The falldowna Dantana. Hanging from knots made of Chinese bananas. Beware the dangler. The REAL VIPness. Nice scooter. Watch out for the sugar sand. And the real and only reason they ever started taking notes. You are the wind beneath my wings. Friends of friends is the way the circle connects and grows larger all the time. It does it without your permission. It’s doing it right now. One fire baby.

Wednesday night they were asked to help watch Pedro’s Point. Encroachment issues had become real and security was slipping. They had a little extra room in what was to be Emma’s spot after Spitbubble left again, but some passing thugs convinced Lucienda to let them slide into the extra spot. Building the neighborhood is one of the treats of Hula Wednesday and all encroachment issues can be solved with higher thinking. There’s plenty of room for everyone who likes it rowdy.

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The ultimate rise of the vibration. It was only Wednesday but Strugglebus already had the wet brain and his urine was the color of green tea (liver disease). At one point he stepped up to defend Quintonius Maximus, suggesting that other folks didn’t need to police our family because we had our own lifeguards. And really…Quinton? If you’re going to yell at anyone you’re going to have to do better than that. That man is a saint and that dog don’t hunt.

Lucy woke up to find several friends sitting by the fire. Alley Kat, Horhay, and a couple other thugs were representing while everyone else slept. All their Jolly Rogers had been taken but the culprits were slow hanging them up. They had no code, simple as that. Strugglebus had finished his prefest obligations and now was prepared to break nothing but hearts and hymens. Plan A was still in effect.

The Pine Field was sorry to see the Titty Kitties move to the woods on the backside. Everyone was hoping they would forget Rosie and while it was sorry to lose the immediate availability and wisdom of the Kitties, they did take their redneck, paper mill stink with them. To their credit, they returned the wedding cloak after a year. (Ed note. It’s good to work with professionals.) Their neighbor by the bat house told the story of their fourteen year old with the helium balloon. Common enough ya? Some deliberate spunion approached him and traded a slice of pizza for the balloon. A few minutes later the Phishhead comes back to the boy whose already eaten most of the pizza and bellows, “Hey, this balloon is filled with helium.” The boy replies, “Yea, I’m fourteen years old.”

Do you need a light? I need God. Happy Hula.

And Pedro, the world’s greeeeasiest Mexican was bringing her new boyfriend? It would have to be some kind of catfish story or a paid actor. Right? It didn’t matter because the truth would come out in the end. Maybe he was covered with seed ticks. Or a broken pocket watch that said more than words ever could. She had proven many times that she was a Mexican, not a Mexican’t. This weekend they would find out if she was the garbage can or the garbage can’t. The Romanian Firedog always said, “Just because you’re a garbage can doesn’t mean you can’t do great things.”

David the twirler gifted weaksauce the most ornate knife, reminding him of an Indian necklace and a story he could hardly recall. The first lesson of Hulaween; Your words are powerful and can mean more than you ever imagined. Be careful how you use them and don’t miss the chance to. He also learned that when trading with tweakers, one can often come away with a good deal. Who knew? David had been lounging in the Adirondacks and hadn’t been to Hula in several years. As he hugged the weakest Romanian he leaned in, put his nose to his neck and whispered, “You smell different when you’re awake”. Nervous shift of the eyes. Enthusiastic consent not given.

weaksauce tried to hop on the Fifth Wheel’s golf cart as she raced away but slipped off the platform and sloppily rolled through the dirt. It must have been his dementia acting up because by the end of the festival he had hit the ground several times. He would check lost and found for the epidermis he’d left all over the asphalt. We make choices and these choices come with consequences. It says on the toe tag, “Parachute failed to deploy.”

At some point the Hobo Kamp needed professional help. Spirit aid was not in place and no one was qualified to carry on a simple sentence. Things were in a strange spiral and overall vibration was low. Security issues, electric car issues, short term memory and vertigo. Real talk. Things were getting out of hand for the ship of fools but once again, the golf cart with the manatee seats came to the rescue. Respect, friendship, help and love with the most delicate of touches. The security team blasted out of the forest and then, like a whisp, back into the depths of the Renaissance. Who were those handsome devils? Thanks for coming out.

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Hulaween doesn’t break guitars. The hardest fall. Benjamin, a Hula pickin’ staple came by and shredded at some point in the early festival. Later they would invite Ms. Callie to their camp for a little fusion, field funk. All was well and Ms. Callie was singing in her loudest forest voice when the unimaginable happened. As Lucienda walked around the back of the stage so they could vibe with the electric bass, she tripped over a small stool in the shadows. They went down together, Lucy and Ms. Callie, all the way to the ground. Someone asked how Lucienda was. She said, “It doesn’t matter. Only Ms. Callie matters.” But the fall had broken her back and neck in the hardest way. The dream was over. They sat behind the Buick and cried for a minute and Lucy stroked her wide curves. She was sorry but she knew it wasn’t the stumble that mattered but the standing back up. Thank you for Justin Boudreau for pronouncing her dead at the scene. She’d broken Big Betty only a month earlier and now Ms. Callie. She’d lost guitars, bull fiddles and this year, even shakers before the truth finally came clear. Hulaween didn’t break guitars, she did. Sorry not sorry. The KH family jam will always return to the Pine Field.

The luckiest Mormon. Capt. Bagdalini and the Hooters Girls. Shakes the Clown was ready to open his haberdashery but wasn’t quite ready to pull the trigger. The White Ninja had been baptized in the healing waters of the Suwannee and was having trouble calming down. He hadn’t slept for days and now the machine had taken over with no plans or the ability to nap. The few times he tried to lay down, the shadow people spoke to him in his tent using the voices of his friends. Mona came forth with her sleeping remedy of four Xanax with an Ambien chaser. Once the Lord of the Gays got there with his Trazedone sprinkles the shadow people were beat back and his most precious one got some much needed rest.

He was trying to dance at Tipper and things were getting a bit wobbly. Deem pen, meow meow and loose Birkenstocks was not the correct recipe for balance, especially with the Navy Seal directly in front of him and close enough to be in his hula hoop. Whoever the bird man was handing out mystery bags in the darkness, the sauce was tempted to try whatever was in it. After thinking better, or forgetting, or both they arrived back at camp to discover it was a couple grams of birdseed. It the safe and prudent festival goer who always tests their bird seed, especially if it’s from a strange fowl.

By now the Hobo Kamp was giving away eggs warmed in sand and Cool Whip that had been fermenting in the sun for four days. The “kitchen” had devolved into a prep station of good intentions and whatever softness and order had been present at the kamp was now in jeopardy of being pulled undertow by chaos and destruction. Welcoming in a pitcher plant sort of way. Please, oh pleasem don’t throw me in that briar patch. To look at the photographs, it resembles a parade of Tunisian dirt farmers but way down in the Spanish moss it may well have been the hallowed halls of Rivendale.

They prepared all morning for the Steel Magnolias wedding of the year. Like all Florida weddings, it was hot as hell but the court stood fast looked fine as frog’s hair. Through the lens of time and reflection, weaksauce now understood that many of the participants helping to build the wedding were also, equally hoping to wreck the institution as soon as possible. Wolves in the hen house. Strugglebus was just hoping to watch from the closet and have a little diddle. At least the court was able to get past the palisades which was an improvement upon last year. All roads lead to Hulaween. Friends of friends and the growth of the family.

Dirty Dancing. The four of them were headed to the Loop showers and as usual, Pedro was driving. She loved driving during the festival. weaksauce, in contrast had parked cars around his vehicle so it could not be moved in the foreseeable future. She already knew that weaksauce was having “tummy issues” and needed to evacuate. Although, it had been made clear, as they passed the playground, Pedro took a hard left into 80 acres expressing a need to find someone in the Fish Bowl. Recognizing both the signs of schizophrenia and attention deficit disorder, Brocalleah and weaksauce exchanged knowing glances before opening their doors and spilling themselves onto the dirt road. Her vehicle would pick them up further down the trail but critical time had already been lost. As they got closer to the Loop facilities, individual concerns began to mount exponentially… (Ed. note-At this point dear reader, our lawyers have suggested we omit the rest of the story for the common good. For more details, ask Martha Jane.) 

…he thought, “It’s too late for the biohazard bag. Jesus, he’ll be the next one in!”

Circle K? Hagglin’ Post. They finally dumped the load of schemata in front of the gory hole and opened the trading post to little fanfare. The cautious optimism could never help the store rise above the truth…it was a sand dune landfill. The Bat House Trap House ladies across the street would swing in occasionally to goozle Mikey’s leftover tequila before heading back to their tent aperch their vehicle. At some point late in the night, the coconut sound of their heads clanking together rang out as the tent slid off the car and landed in the sandy ravine six feet below. If you’re gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough. World’s worst boyfriend.

Let Phil Sing. A special day and a special weekend. It was a couple hours after sunrise and Lucienda stood by herself at the edge of camp. A friend she’d met the night before with name she couldn’t remember came up and gifted her a pint of pecan moonshine as he’d said he would. He also learned in and gave Lucy the news that Phil Lesh had passed away. Phil Lesh, the bass player for the Grateful Dead since the the beginning. The smart one. The dropper of bombs. “It’s not a matter of letting me sing, it’s making me sing.” It was early and few others were yet aware. They took a moment and shared the syrupy moonshine, which was unparalleled for the weekend, made by a magician. Lucy realized how lucky they all were to get the news here. In the woods together, where they’d seen Phil before, they’d all have time to receive the news, mourn in our own way, come together and celebrate with Bobby on Sunday. It was absolutely perfect.

There was at least two types of titty bumps and Strugglebus wasn’t sure which kind The Fifth Wheel was inviting him in for. She brought Princess Perez to Hobo Kamp who dropped a few of her new bluegrass standards right after Sultanas dick tossing game with Pedro’s Glory Pocket. While things had appeared to be unraveling in the most severe way, it was all beginning to come together. One must trust the process. Hulaween knows what she is doing and the forest always provides.

Mateo took them all for a golf cart ride to a secluded place down the river. This would be pretty much the last thing weaksauce would remember the entire day. Either the alcohol or lack of sleep had caught up with him or he’d been date raped, minus the date or rape.

Saturday lost. Slept through date night (world’s worst boyfriend) including Saturday night Hula Cheese, obviously not a non-negotiable. He’d slept hard and long but it is a truth, if you don’t find some responsible time for rest, Hula will do it for you. Who was the demure lady who let Wook King taste her breast milk? The sauce didn’t know there was a Wook King but he felt he owe him some sort of tax. It was important to have representation.

late fest-

Let’s make it real weird. The Solution stumbled out of his bus and crashed into one of his aluminum nitrous tanks, sending it down the stairs. As it hit the ground the valve came off and it commenced to blast in circles through the campsite. Like a bronco buster he dropped on top of it, dug his heels in and rode it into submission. Seven seconds baby. Bring on the balloons and belt bunnies.

The Bobby Weir Incident. Strugglebus, Bfly and Lucienda finally made it to a set and danced up and down the walkways, never stopping for very long. Trying to see every part of the audience and dance with every single deadhead. It was their day. Bob Weir and String Cheese Incident gave the people what they needed. For several songs apparently a large part of the pit were disrobed. Welcome to Hulaween Woodstock “24. Thank you for not helicoptering the short people.

About that kind of life. weaksauce woke up and the camp was silent. He’d slept through Saturday and he was moving slow, but he was entirely rested. He could see the long strand of pirate flags hanging across the field, over the camp of the Suwannee River Pirates. He figured it was the perfect time to retaliate. Old people may go to bed early, but then they get up early. It was just after sunrise and he knew those animals would be passed out a while longer. He oozed between the sea of vehicles and came out in the middle of their site. A couple dregs were moving about but they were still clumsy and unaware. weaksauce pulled at the rope and twisted the amalgamation of wire and tape. He managed to rip two flags off but he was having trouble getting any more. He didn’t have a knife, he was making too much noise and his heart was responding to physical activity in a negative way. He slipped away with his two jolly rogers, happy to be in the game.

As soon as he got back to camp he grabbed the knife David had given him and headed back for the rest of the booty. There was more traffic moving about but this time he was swift and quiet, slicing the line and grabbing most of the flags. As he pulled the extended rope of Jolly Rogers out of their camp, he ran into one of their extended camp mates. “What are you doing?” he asked. “”Stealing my flags back. They’ll be back here about ten minutes after these goons wake up. Is that alright with you?” He nodded with tired eyes, “I’m neutral. You guys are crazy.” The sauce gave a nod, “Thanks bro, I owe you.”

He walked slowly home, dragging his flags like a stringer of Spanish mackerel behind him in the dirt. One friend arrived with a jug of white lightnin’ and another with a bowl of cold chicken and sausage gumbo. As Gandalf the Wiggly, the French Canadian Suwannee River Pirate came around the corner to behold the tattered collection of flags, tape and rope hanging in the boughs of the Poncho Tree, Strugglebus was blasting Yo Ho Yo Ho A Pirates Life For Me on repeat on his new, groundscored speaker. Hula is all about moments and for a grizzled seamen, this was one. They knew the flags wouldn’t be there for long as soon as they went to see Bobby, but if the savages wanted his stringer of Jolly Rogers back, they would have to be so committed as to miss some of the the Bob Weir Incident. Nothing in this life is free. By the time they got back to Kamp, the stringer was gone, along with Waffle’s Kamp Happiness banner. Collateral damage in a world of greasy pirates. Hopefully, it would eventually find it’s way home. It’s good to work with professionals.

Alley Kat’s Pine Field Live Morning Radio Show. The apex of the vibration. There came a belief that the Pine Field at Hulaween had been becoming steadily more sedate and quiet. The sauce could remember years ago when renegades blasted whomp whomp until the wee hours of the morning. It was loud and obnoxious but it felt good because this was Hulaween and that’s what’s up. That’s why they make earplugs and sleeping aids or stay awake four days and the sleep comes easy. Even this year there were nights when crying babies and fighting couples could be heard across the field. No sir, this is not a restival. He was afraid this party was in danger of turning into Red Wing Roots where the hard axe of silence comes down way too early. What would Clayopheus say? Last year Ka’ aoli planted the seeds of the live radio show and this year they would bear fruit. Unplanned. Organic. Alley Kat had already taught the wranglers everything they knew about early morning megaphone fun but this year she showed up just as Strugglebus was getting the microphone operational. She and her talented round table of degenerate clowns entertained the sleeping masses of the field until 6:30am at which time security informed her she had to quiet down until 8:00am. The math checked out just fine because at 8:08am the show resumed, to be joined by the freestyle stylings of Mateo, the guitar voice of Shakes T. Clown and Nick the River Pirate on kangaroo whip. While it may have sounded like an orchestra of broken monkeys, it also felt like a vibrational high-water mark. Thanks to all the players who joined. Loose, the River Pirates and the rest of the Pine Field added their morning contribution. Sorry Barb, the megaphone was handcuffed to the Egyptian chamber pot. Unfortunately, we did miss the Bloody Mary-chili dog brunch but there’s always next year. What did we learn? When given a microphone, some folks like Bagdalini and Meghan become squawking, screaming pit vipers.

Apologies to nearby camped Van life who, out of fifty thousand campers and an army of security personnel, was the single person who came out and asked us to stop. No one likes it when fun turns obnoxious but in this case the needs of the many outweighed the needs of the few and the whole silly scene was entirely Hulaween magik. For all the critics who agreed none of it was very funny, it was always about the volume not the content. Give us a chance to tighten the screws. Tune in next year when we all again decide to camp in the Pine Field. Stay tuned for relevant, current event topics such as The Fibonacci spiral and the Koreshan flat earth snow globe. E.J. you are still the best kind of Detroit trash. Lightnin’ Steve and Sarah helped build Kamp Happiness but had to move a little further away so they could sanely work day jobs. They knew the truth, the monkeys were running the asylum here. Real talk.

Predictably, sometime after the Ain’t Sisters, Gandalf the Greasy fell asleep in the middle of the wrong camp and as a victim of a double agent, lost his smelly-ass wizard hat. Lucienda planned to give it back to him at Bobby-Cheese, covered in new pins and whatnots, but the precious one, Mona pleaded on his behalf saying it would be too cruel a punishment for his weak constitution to bear. Children playing adult games.

Groundscore Monday. Par for the course. Hula gives and Hula takes. Lost a banner, ended up with a fire staff. An oddly enough, several leftover phalus from Sultana’s dick tossing game. Get ready for the new KH late night show, “Poorly trained fire spinners!” Fell asleep with a head of Cialis and cheap brandy. False alarm big boy. At least she didn’t have you inhale those anal poppers. So many instances of people helping each other. Sharing food, tools, pretend wives. government meat, Meat sliding in during the fourth quarter and making the positive impact. He stopped to help the cleanup, which looked like an environmental disaster site and gets a ride south with friends.

Struggle bus circled like a vulture until he made fiddlers with Amanda Lynne. Clean up at the festival gets better every year. It used to be a little hairy but the Bear Creek and Wannee crowd have taught the EDM kids and they are listening and taking the reigns. This is your park. Be proud because there is no place exactly like it anywhere. weaksauce woke up soapy and his urine was the color of tanin in the Suwannee.

post party-

Cheese. Love. Happiness. Every year the neighboring camps had come closer together. They were becoming better friends and each year more of their women ended up at Kamp Happiness. As I Sam, read this, I will acknowledge that we are a bunch of Tau Kappa’s sitting in the dark jacking off with our nitrous tanks. In truth, Cheese. Love. shared their tools, power, knowledge and even let the hobos steal their firewood without permission. In exchange, Kamp Happiness would always send them tweakers and wooks looking to bum cigarettes and shake hands.

Epilogue. They’d never thrown anyone out of their camp ever. They prided themselves on being the lowest of the scum line. But this year they’d done it no less than four times. Maybe they’d been mistaken. Maybe they were the ones having the psychotic episodes. And why not? Who were they to judge? weaksauce had broken his own code multiple times. The lowest vibration. Tepid, lackluster, underwhelming. Called the cops, yelled at friends, missed Cheese, Spirit Lake and Sam Grisman Project, dirty dancing and other things so foul they cannot be mentioned here due to the rancor or their shadow…Robot Jesus where would it all end?

He’d gone to a fake wedding and missed a real funeral but Hulaween is important and necessary. Maybe had they all been diffused or absent, everything would have still turned out perfectly. No sheriff’s, or bear traps. No pretend wives or government meat. He knew he didn’t have any money because he was just a baby. At the end of the day it didn’t matter because it takes some time in life for a man to understand his purpose. For many, that day never arrives, but for some it had come and those souls knew exactly what they were supposed to do in this life. Sometimes we’re not sure how to do it and other times we would doubt our own vision or resolve, but thank Robot Jesus that every once in a while there are moments of clarity and a reminder to push on. At the end of the day, it might not amount to anything, just a bunch of dirty birds sitting in the middle of the street, making not one bit of sense.

The luckiest man. They’d been coming to this park for over twenty years and in that time they’d camped all over the park. The best version is what has become the stoop. A back-alley speakeasy. A place for demure women who liked to be choked and hung from ropes with Chinese knots. A place that’s wide open to the party, where everyone is invited…Enthusiastic consent only.

As always, thanks to park personnel for giving us room to operate and Suwannee County for not taking everyone to jail. Thanks to Hula staff for building the thing and mostly thanks to their promotion team for allowing wook wranglers media to be part of the spreading of the lore. We are humbled to play our small part. Visit the Suwannee Hulaween website and like their social media sites on Facebook, Instagram and X. Science is real. Just ask the Koreshans. And the wranglers also get tangled in computer alveoli. Check us out next time you’re jacking around the interweb. Just be sweet when you use your microphone.

Sorry Robot Jesus. Those mushy minded fools wanted us to ask you for help with this wrap-up article, but we seemed to have found the mark this time. Aye matey, there be plenty of original content from these fools. Hippy energy straight from the source. Literally Weird enough. You’re welcome. It’s our time, our park and our festival. Suwannee Hulaween is real talk. The magic of the park is hard to explain but easy to feel. For this moment and forever in the forgotten parchment of the damned, it is alive and well. Classy and safe. Obnoxious. Stupid funny. Super loud. Sorry not sorry. Thanks for coming out.

Completed with no circumcision jokes.                                Bye Felicia.

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