Summer festivals are shitshows. The food is expensive, people are under the influence of possibly multiple substances, and it’s hotter than the seventh circle of hell.

Or maybe I’m getting too old to appreciate them.

Regardless, I’ll never pass on seeing the Warped Tour. Warped 2008 popped my cherry and it was a religious experience. I saw Mayday Parade just before they got big (which I believe happened because of Warped Tour), I saw local favorites Family Force 5 (who rock the hardest live), and I allowed Tom DeLonge to break my heart as I stood and watched him play in Angels and Airwaves instead of blink.