Road to Camp Bisco – Allie Gangi
My Road to Camp Bisco was paved with my own impulsive tendencies. It all happened two weeks prior to the festival last year when an opportunity to cover it as press dawned on me. I just remember it all happening so fast that I barely had enough time to get my boss’ approval, let alone figure out who else was going, but I made it work and took a mini road trip upstate. Windows down and music loud, I drove on open sun-kissed roads with absolutely no idea what the next few days would bring.
I quickly discovered that Camp Bisco isn’t your traditional music festival. The diverse lineup pools together an interesting and somewhat eclectic crowd. Diverse yet united, it provided an opportunity, or more appropriately a playground, for different fan bases to mingle. Like glue, a synergistic bond held the entire weekend together. The most notable mix and match was the jam and EDM scenes, so while some came strictly to rage to spaced-out jams or solely for the Biscuits, others were pumped for either Bassnectar or Skrillex. Regardless of music preference, however, everyone was there for two very crucial reasons: music and to escape reality.
I felt like I was unleashed into a stranger’s wonderland, or perhaps a playground for 20-something-year-olds. Although many were seemingly misguided and confused, at the end of the day, everyone was there to have an amazing time. I was intrigued by it all, so naturally I explored the grounds, leaving behind judgement and expectations.
Camp Bisco: 10 Cultural Elements + Photos (from CB11)
13 photographs, 13 ways to see through my eyes, and 10 cultural elements that fanned the flames of euphoria, the same ones that burned down all negativity upon entry.
A magical Ferris Wheel resting behind free spirits hula-hooping will take you back to a world you once knew as a child, a world where you felt safe and carefree. Welcome to Camp Bisco, you have arrived in Never Never Land.
Travel to the other stages through a romantically lit pathway, and you’ll fall in love with this place too.
3. Hula hoops.
Fun in the sun with some more hula hoops.
4. Live art.
Get (organically) high off art and creativity.
5. No Judgement Zone.
Finally, a place where playing dress-up doesn’t have age limits. Seriously though, it’s one giant ‘no judgment zone.’ Wear what you want, wherever you want, everything goes.
We’re all dancers here at Camp.
7. Weird and random.
On top of live music and Mother Nature, art installations also help to induce those intrinsic highs, adding lively and colorful elements. One of my favorites from last year was a tower designed by Brooklyn Based architects Bureau V., which held groupings of crystalline forms tipped with angled mirrors inside. Located in front of the the main stage, it rested on the grass while reflecting the crowd, landscape and stage lighting. Like a string of pearls, the installation strung the core elements of the festival together.
Day three and I was looking forward to Atmosphere, the token hip-hop group. At this point, I felt like I’d been living at this place for years, and most notably, this was the day that Slug (of Atmosphere) referred to Camp Bisco as a “small town.” Like a true master of dialog, his words really hit home, especially when he said: “Let’s get real, this is as close to church as a lot of us get.” This was a flawless way to captivate the moment as well as the festival’s overall vibe.
10. Live Music.
Above all, there’s nothing in this world quite like live music.
Day 1: Main Stage
Bassist Marc Brownstein (of the Disco Biscuits’)
Guitarist Jon Gutwillig (of the Disco Biscuits’)
Day 3: Late night with Zoogma
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If my pictures did not paint a broad enough picture this recap video, of day two of Camp Bisco XI, surely will.