Yesterday was day 1 of the (now) sold-out Camp Bisco music & art fest. We departed at 5pm and were past the gates a little bit after 6pm. Standing in line for our wristbands, we learned that people arrived at 8:30am and didn’t get in until around 2 or 3, which is insane but not unexpected, given that the festival has reached it’s 20k capacity. Tickets are no longer being sold at the gate, but maybe if you pray to the Bisco gods (and have at least $300+ and an unrelenting persuasive quality), you might get lucky. I didn’t even know they were selling these, (asides from VIP) but I saw a “platinum” combo ticket go on Craigslist for $514. Money figures aside, it is quite obviously being advised that if you do not have a ticket, do not show up, you will get turned down at the gate.
Camp this year is absolutely huge, almost 5k more in attendance than last year. Last year was my first time going to Camp Bisco and I can already tell (and feel) the difference in numbers. It’s packed to its neon, multicolored brim. The giant blue glow stick that Andrew made me carry around actually came in handy when we got separated amongst the crowd. Buddy system y’all, use it.
Beyond the Bisco gates, it feels like we’ve entered an alternate dimension (because, well, we have). Fashion wise, literally anything goes. Face paint, body paint, masks, bathing suit tops, neon fishnets, feathers, fitted hats with literally any outfit (male and female alike), LED-infused whatevers, glow sticks and the boots-with-the-fur (Andrew calls them ‘wookie feet’). What! It’s making for the best people watching ever, but I’ll let Andrew’s crowd shots speak for themselves.