The Year in Pictures-July

July was definitely one of the most insane months of 2005. With a quick browse through my calendar, I can see that I traveled to Colorado to see one of my best friends, Lily, attended the famed Red Rocks for the first time, moved to a new apartment, went to West Virginia for All Good, went to Philadelphia for Big Summer Classic, saw WSP for the first time and did a hell of a lot in between. I have enlisted the help of Monks to tell the story of All Good. Enjoy!

All Good 2005-Commentary by Monks

From mist in the valley, to backstage hijinks with rock stars, to latenight NO2 sessions to passed out fill-in-the-blanks dot com-the annual All Good festival is one not to be missed. Marvin's Mountaintop is no longer a West Virginia secret-people up and down the eastern seaboard now know of the fun and excitement to be found there whatever weekend Tim Walther and Company decides to put on their annual sketch-fest. Despite the torrential downpours and flooding that occurred this year, we managed to dodge raindrops and party even harder once the precip stopped.

As with most festivals… things just seemed to fall into place. We started off being parked in the waaaay back but managed to maneuver our way thru the lots and find a great spot up near the front gates (all done in the middle of the night, might I add), thanks in part to the drunkenest (yes, that is a word) traffic director ever to grace the festival grounds of any Walther Production thusfar, Rook. Once we established our base camp, complete with a tarp covered runway, and day break broke, we were free to go about our day like all the other freaky, wild, FUBARed monkeys in attendance that weekend.

I would love to get into specifics about what bands we saw, what they played, etc. but to be honest… I don’t remember much. I guess that is a testament to how good a time we had right there. I can remember an obnoxious screaming wrestling announcer talking about the Power Ranger battle going on in front of the stage as Particle tried to set a soundtrack to the mayhem (this really happened, I assure you) and the repercussion of this debacle is that Bern will never be the same; I remember making sure my nosebreath was up to par throughout the weekend; I remember how cool it was to stand backstage next to Mrs. Williams and their dancing baby as Keller shared his soul with those in attendance; I remember Michael Franti playing a song about cool water as the rain came down I remember the Duo speaking of how they could stop the rain and, speaking of the Duo…I do remember helping Leah reach her goal on Sunday… all-in-all I guess you could say that weekend was ALL GOOD!