The unwashed masses descend on the Panhandle for green grass ‘n high times:

Is there such a thing as a festival without Keller Williams? I think not.

I stood about five feet away from Oteil at one of those Allmans shows at the Beacon, and I’m not sure I’ve ever been so impressed by a bass player before.

There he is, Jon Voight dressed as Willie Nelson for Halloween. How much mileage can I get out of that joke? Tune in next time we review the ABB to find out.

My tone can beat up your tone!

Nickel Creek? They suck! No, that’s Nickelback. Oh, right. They suck!

Lookyhere, apparently Rusted Root is still a band, and they still tour. I bet they played Ecstasy, Send Me On My Way and then walked off stage…

Matt Abts of Gov’t Mule is starting to look like Jon Bon Jovi, no?

Gov’t Mule hangs a Gov’t Chicken from a speaker…

I know nothing about the Backyard Tire Fire. I wish them luck, though.

That’s just Keller being Keller:

Another shot of Nickel Creek, here’s Sara Watkins on the violin:

This Ruster Root singer has sweet fingerless gloves. Wasn’t it warm there?

Bubbles and hammocks, the ultimate crowd shot:

Anyone attend this badboy? Any reviews? Any nostalgic love for Rusted Root? We’d love to hear from someone that made it down there…
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