I didn't go to Doe Bay Fest this year. I'M SORRY. I had stuff to do. But if there's one thing I've learned during my career as a semi-pro concert reviewer, it's that "not going" to something should in no way stop you from pretending to be an expert on it. Enter: my good friend Lisa. Lisa WENT to Doe Bay Fest, and took pictures to prove it. What follows are the pictures she took at the real festival, coupled with the captions I made up on my real couch. Enjoy!
Festival bracelets this year were 100% biodegradable; hand-woven entirely from the beard hair vacuumed from the yurts after DBF 2011.
All photos courtesy of Lisa Podmajerski
An awkward moment came when Motopony's evening yoga session was cut short by a gang of bandits armed with instruments and amplifiers who forced the band to play Willie Nelson covers in exchange for their freedom.
Editorial note: As a lifelong tinker, I'm seriously offended that I can't bunk up with my five favorite friends--a tinker tradition--and play "Who's Boot's On My Foot?" And what do they have against hot dogs?