Two cabs, two trains and a long distance shuttle; it seemed like my morning commute was never going to end, but finally yesterday afternoon, after weeks of anticipation, I found myself at Camp Bisco. Tents, tarps and tie-dye tapestries of all sizes adorned the campground, giving it the feel of a slightly psychedelic District 9 rather than your conventional music festival.
Camp Bisco is made up of three stages; the Main Stage (although there’s two of those), the BIG Tent, and the Label Tent. Part of the beauty of Camp Bisco is that it’s a smaller scale festival, meaning maximum dancing time with minimal time spent hustling between stages to catch the next set on your list. First on my list Friday was Macklemore. His tongue-in-cheek lyrics combined with his upbeat demeanor maade an afternoon in the sun the perfect time of day to catch his set. Macklemore rallied the crowd like no other, with a great stage presence and infectious energy he had the crowd chanting all the words to songs like “Same Love,” “Can’t Hold Us,” and of course, “Thrift Shop.”
From there I hightailed it to the BIG Tent to get down with Flux Pavillion. The pools of mud coating the floor didn’t stop the dance-crazy Biscoers from throwing down and getting dirty (literally). I ducked out of Flux Pavilion early to try to get a good spot for Flosstradamus. The smaller of the two dance tents was packed. From the windows to the walls, to a large portion around the tent, people crammed in to hear some real trap beats and express themselves to some hyphy trap remixes. One of my favorite sets all day, Flosstradamus, played enough classics to keep the crowd happy but didn’t whore-out themselves out by playing too many of the standard trap anthems heard at other sets.
I don’t know what song STS9 ended their set with, but it blew my brains out. I can only imagine that those festival-goers who dipped into the realm of psychedelics must have been feeling that for the entire duration of STS9’s set. I only caught the last half, but between the music and the light show, all I could think was that my eyes were seizure-ing and my ears were undergoing multiple orgasms. Late night didn’t disappoint, as Dillon Francis and Boys Noize kept the BIG Tent raging late into the evening. What can you say about Dillon Francis other than he’s the man? Everyone came out to get down with Dillon for his late night set, with taco rage sticks and even a pause between songs to help him find his dad. For nearly two hours he kept everyone on their feet with everything from to moombahton, to trap, to electro and even some dubstep. Boys Noize took over on the decks and lead the crowd through an electronic journey, mixing different genres and BPMs perfectly, even getting playful with a hit sing-a-long to the classic “Sweet Dreams.”
Although Animal Collective cancelled, I’m looking forward to a set from Thievery Corporation Live in their place. From Paper Diamond, to Baauer, to Bassnectar nestled between two sets by the Disco Biscuits, there’s lots more dancing to be had with Lotus ending off the night and bringing us right into Saturday morning.