The Unicorn Compound
On Monday morning at dawn this campground (above) was still blasting Chief Keef, no doubt believing their car to be an actual unicorn.
The denizens of this tent weren't as safe as they possibly could be with their knives. The horror! The horror!
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People embraced the retro vibe this year; smoke-filled Winnebagos were as common as bros in swim trunks. It was nice to see a smattering a hippies playing Creedence Clearwater Revival out of their cars alongside EDM bass drops blasting out of the polished sound systems.
Below: The wreckage
On Sunday a strong wind kicked up that turned into a full on standstorm by the time Wu-Tang Clan hit the stage. When people got back to their campsites after the fest closed, many found a Mad Max style setting waiting for them.
Personally, we hightailed it out there and spent the night on a couch at the LA Weekly house. God bless those people.
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