Farm Aid

Maybe I'm just getting old.... but this was the worst concert experience ever. I apologize for ranting about NYC too much on this blog, but honestly, this event was terrible. The music itself was great (Matisyahu, the Hasidic beatboxer/rapper was the highlight), no complaints in that area. The venue however, was a big problem. Imagine going to a concert in a big grass field, sharing the space on an 85 degree day with 20,000 people (90% of whom are high or sloppy drunk), approx 50 port a pottys, no toilet paper, 25 food stands, and one ATM. Sound like fun?


Farm Aid is a great fundraiser, supporting an important cause to save America's family farms. All of the bands perform without getting a paycheck. However, when I pay $60 per ticket, I expect to have access to basic needs without waiting in line the entire day. The food sold, all organic or locally grown, was good but expensive. After lunch, Ethan and I realized we were running low on cash and we may not have enough for dinner and drinks. Ethan went to the ATM, only to find a huge line, 3 hours long to be exact. Needless to say, when he came back to our spot, he was in no mood to have fun. And I wasn't about to wait in line for an hour to use a port a potty. We were fed up and left early. We didn't feel like we missed out on much since we had seen the Seattle Farm Aid show a few years back. (which was awesome, at the White River Ampitheater, a much nicer place with real restrooms and multiple ATM's).




All smiles, before the day took a turn for the worse...

See the guy in the black hat? He was in a trance, dancing with a fly swatter. Note: I didn't see any bugs that day. He was one of the many interesting folks at the show.

A Matisyahu tidbit.