so. am i correct in believing that there will be peoples tarps placed all the way to the front of the stage? and not designated dancing area where people wont be mad im dancing like a loon.
The dancing and hula hoop area is off to the left as you face the stage.
There’s a small pathway between the poser pit and the tarps so people can get from one side of the stage to the other.
A lot of times there are people dancing behind the sound booth as well.
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It’s true the tarps will be up to the front. That said, most people stand and dance wherever they are for the more lively daytime sets. Once the sun goes down, the tarps go up, and everyone stands closer to the stage for the last 2-3 acts anyway.
Geez…that Skubes knows everything! :flower
:cheers
Paul
And apparently has too much time on her hands! 
:lol
:wave Looking forward to hoisting a glass of the crunchy and sharing temporary(?) frognitive impairment with you Skubes and the Skubnick :lol
Paul
:lol :cheers
A glass?! :eek :lol Let’s call it many shots spread over an appropriate amount of time. Cannot wait to see you, Paul!!! Can we leave yet?!
:cheers :cheers :cheers See you soon, Mark!
A glass of the Frog? :sick Shudder the thought.
Now, dancing like a loon on the other hand. :woohoo That I can get down with.
See all you fine people in under 2 weeks!! :cheers
There’s nothing appropriate about crunchy frog!
After a glass of frog, I doubt I’d have any perspective left.
Thanks all! you eased my mind quite a bit~ Cant wait to boogie down! :thumbsup
A glass of Frog would send you 3 days into the future!
Crunchy Frog is a fictional confection originating from a Monty Python sketch titled “Trade Description Act”, inspired by the Trade Descriptions Act 1968 in British law.
Mr. Milton, the owner of the Whizzo Chocolate Company (Terry Jones) is approached by two members of the Hygiene Squad, Inspector Praline (John Cleese) and Superintendent Parrot (Graham Chapman). The officers confront him about the odd flavours that are used in the Whizzo Quality Assortment, and cite inadequate descriptions of his products as a violation of the Trade Descriptions Act. They ask him to explain the confection labelled “Crunchy Frog”. Milton describes it as an entire frog that has been coated with chocolate, using only “the finest baby frogs, dew picked and flown from Iraq, cleansed in finest quality spring water, lightly killed, and then sealed in a succulent Swiss quintuple smooth treble cream milk chocolate envelope and lovingly frosted with glucose.” Circular logic is used to explain why the bones aren’t taken out: “If we took the bones out, it wouldn’t be crunchy, would it?”
Other questionable items include the Cherry Fondue, which is “extremely nasty”, but not worthy of prosecution, Ram’s Bladder Cup (made from “fresh Cornish Ram’s bladder, emptied, steamed, flavoured with sesame seeds whipped into a fondue and garnished with lark’s vomit”), Cockroach Cluster, Anthrax Ripple, and Spring Surprise (chocolate wrapped around two stainless steel bolts that “spring out and plunge straight through both [of the victim’s] cheeks”). At the end of the scene Milton is arrested, and the Superintendent, who has been vomiting during the entire conversation (having sampled the Crunchy Frog and some of the others), faces the camera and warns the public to “take more care when buying its sweeties”.
A later sketch in the same episode features a North American Indian, played in stereotypical fashion by Eric Idle, eating a Crunchy Frog and indicating approval.
Memories from long ago college Sunday nights also know as hash night.
Also fun as a recorded live performance by Monty Python on their Live At The Hollywood Bowl video!!!
:rollin
While things do work out the vast majority of the time, it’s not always unicorns and butterflies with tarp situation up front. During the day, there’s often giant swaths of tarp space that you’re welcome to occupy while “owners” are away. Have NEVER had this sort of problem, but wound up getting into it with someone last year during Peter Rowan while I was dancing like a loon in between SBD and stage. A “type 1” guy – who was almost directly in front the SBD (back against the fence) – kept dispatching his wife to get everyone in front of him who was dancing to sit down, but I wasn’t “complying” & he got very confrontational … it went on and on. I kept dancing, but it was very tense & my loon dancing adopted a martial art defense aspect to it. If I were at a show somewhere else, I’d most likely would have left and found a spot with “better energy” (even far off in the back), but something inside of me would not let that happen: Peter Rowan is by far my favorite, the amount of empty space up front was significant, and the way in which they approached me wasn’t very cordial (to say the least).
Gonna try somethin brand new. Walk in and sit down. Sounds like a solid plan. :lol :lol :lol
Be polite if my butt is bouncin my name is Free Range Mary, got tarp?
For years we secured optimum tarp position and it was dusty but groovy. A few years back I wanted the full meal deal. So I moved back and the sound is amazing. Who knew. The field is sloped, who knew the sound and the visuals were outstanding.
Walkin in and sitting down. No tarp plan and I will let you know how it rolls.
With so many empty seats all the time, I will simply sit down.
And it cracks me up all these folks who think they actually own real estate. :lol ONE NATION!
Respect for others, friendly and polite. The only things required to join my tarps in the past but noticed the last few years a shift in social behavior. A girl, chain smokin and her back to me, like I was invisible for an entire set. I felt so cheap and used. :lol
I say all non dancer to the rear! LET’'S GET JIGGY WIT IT! No kung foo FOM! I wanna see a clip of that :lol