Sure, it may sound slightly contradictory—meditative chants and focused warrior poses juxtaposed with beer and indie beats—but after experiencing this weekend's Wanderlust festival firsthand, I was eager to defend the bohemian concept to all my cynical friends. I was scoffed at for attending such a "crunchy" event, but I am NOT a tie-dye wearing yogi and this affair was NOT the hippy-dippy peacefest that skeptics made it out to be. A little reminiscent of Burning Man, maybe, but I'm choosing instead to coin it more of a new age kind of lovefest. Downward dog with yoga hotshot Shiva Rea by morning, folky tunes with Jenny Lewis and Gilian Welch by day and party with fire dancers and DJs by night—Wanderlust proved to be an exercise of balance on all levels.
Throw all those preconceived notions of summer festivals out the window. Forget the aggro mosh pits, scary camping conditions, and mid-afternoon burnout you normally suffer by day 2. A new kind of summer festival is headed your way, and it’ll replace that post-event exhaustion with a rejuvenated after-show glow.