"Why, back in MY day...."
Spring tour, summer tour, that was "festival season" for me.
I went to the first Bonnaroo. The organizers used us as their logistical guinea pigs, and sleep-deprivation was the biggest price. My main memory, tho, is that I almost got to see a lot of great music. 15 min. at one stage, bolt mid-set to catch the end of another set, sacrifice one act for another just so we could stake our claim on a great sightline for the upcoming artist, having Karl Denson's booming funk overpowering Keller's acoustic set..... somewhere in there trying to find time to eat/replenish, hang w/ friends, maybe get a little shut-eye, or just chill.... and this is a vacation for me? *whew!*
I saw the first Lalapalooza festival tour, the first HOARDE festival tour, the first Furthur festival tour, but those weren't really festivals, dig, cuz they were just one day. I did a buncha Phish festivals - the Great Went being the first - and, yeah, that counts. MerleFest, Hookahville, and a few other random regional weekend fests. Somewhere it really burnt me out, y'know? Phish's Oswego festival was the last really big event I'd attended, and that's when I'd decided I was over the festival scene. I was worn-out that second day, sensory overload in some respects, psychic overload in others (it gets increasingly painful to witness the self-destruction my younger brothers & sisters choose to inflict upon themselves.) Maybe it is just an age thing and that lifestyle has passed for me.
However, I am elated that Furthur has re-awakened that original festival vibe for me!