If there’s one thing Bonnaroo 2025 taught us, it’s that a music festival is more than a lineup, it’s an experience stitched together by people, passion, and sometimes, even pouring rain. This year was a rollercoaster ride of incredible performances, community spirit, unexpected challenges, and moments that’ll live in the memories of attendees long after their camping gear dries out.
Getting There: A Familiar Excitement with a Side of Logistics
Arriving at Bonnaroo is always an event in itself. You sit in traffic for what feels like forever, inching along the dusty backroads of Manchester, Tennessee, surrounded by RVs covered in tie-dye, pickup trucks with mattresses in the beds, and carloads of friends blasting everything from Tyler, the Creator to bluegrass up and comers Kitchen Dwellers. That pre-festival energy is electric, it’s nervous, hopeful, and, in the best way, completely chaotic.
This year, entry felt smoother in some places and rougher in others. Some folks breezed through tolls in under two hours, while others got caught in 6-hour queues. But once you were in and pitched your tent, whether in GA, VIP, or “close camping”, the magic began. It doesn’t matter how many Roo’s you’ve done, that first walk through Centeroo hits you right in the chest. It feels like coming home even if you’ve never stepped foot there before.
The Music: A Lineup That Spanned Generations and Genres
If you came for the music, you were absolutely spoiled on the day we got. Thursday started strong which was good considering this was the only day Roo goers got this year, with rising acts like Crumbsnatchers, Die Spitz, and Sofia Isella getting everyone grooving. Where in the Woods kept the party going until the early hours. Even if you had no clue who was playing, it didn’t matter, you just danced until 6 a.m. and prepared to do it all again.
The best part? Even if you didn’t catch the headliners, the smaller tents—That, This, and Other—delivered constant surprises, and the Who tent had been relocated to Outeroo with a sleuth of artists keeping the campers entertained throughout the day. One moment you’re vibing to a folk trio, the next you’re swept into a pit full of Juggalos, and then you’re staring at a neon-lit DJ booth wondering if you’ve accidentally wandered into another dimension. Thursday had someone for everyone, country superstar Luke Combs, the new blues god, Marcus King, punk band Die Spitz, bluegrass jam band Kitchen Dwellers, indie trio Wilderado, horrorcore rappers ICP along with an ungodly amount of Faygo, and a non-stop wave of EDM at the Infinity Stage. If the rest of the weekend had of carried on, then every genre you could have imagined would have been present!
The Infinity Stage: Bonnaroo’s Newest Toy
One of the newest additions this year was the Infinity Stage. Imagine a trio of glowing domes housing a full 360° spatial audio system. It didn’t just play music, it immersed you in it. Rebecca Black, Tinzo + Jojo, and Tractorbeam all played sets here that felt more like entering a dream than attending a concert. The visuals danced across the sky and trees, the bass rumbled through your chest, and people were actually lying on the ground staring upward at the light show and just feeling the music. It was something truly special, and I hope it becomes a permanent fixture.
Food, Drinks & Festival Fuel
Let’s talk about eating your way through Roo. The food vendors brought it this year, both in quality and in creativity. Some of the best bites included:
- Buffalo Chicken Macaroni and Cheese which was super cheesy and creamy
- Spicy Pie with their oversized slices of pizza
- Classic Nashville hot chicken really opened the sinuses with their heat
- Ben and Jerry’s Ice Cream, because nothing beats the heat like ice cream!
- Athletic Brewing for those who like beer, but do not consume alcohol
Of course, prices weren’t kind as is the case at all modern festivals, with a slice of pizza clocking in at around $14, drinks hovered between $6–$15, and the ever-reliable breakfast burrito ran you about $14. But when you’re surviving on three hours of sleep, a questionable energy drink, and a warm bottle of water, that overpriced smoothie bowl somehow becomes worth it.
Many attendees shared food in the campsites, and community tables offered everything from Liquid IV packets to extra sunscreen. It’s this unspoken Bonnaroo tradition, people taking care of strangers, that made even the $8 ice pops feel like they came with a side of love.
The Storm: Roo Takes a Hit
Here’s where things took a turn. On Friday afternoon, the radar started lighting up. At first, it was just light drizzle, and everyone moseyed into Centeroo, but by 2:30PM, it became clear something serious was coming as heavy downpours overtook the area with more heading in throughout the evening and Saturday. The festival made the tough call to shut down Centeroo entirely and evacuate major areas.
Flash flooding hit the campgrounds hard. Tents were soaked, canopies collapsed, and people trudged through ankle-deep mud just trying to get back to their camps. It was chaotic, but it was also beautiful. Strangers helped strangers by sharing tarps, giving out dry socks, guiding lost friends and just exuding the Bonnaroo spirit of radiating positivity even in a bad situation. Campers even participated in impromptu mud wrestling matches to pass the time.
And while Friday night’s performances were canceled, including Olivia and Tyler, which was heartbreaking, but most people understood. Safety comes first, and the staff made the right call. The organizers offered partial refunds and credits for 2026. It wasn’t perfect, but the transparency and speed of the response softened the blow.
Vibes, Vendors & Everything In Between
Bonnaroo isn’t just about music. It’s about walking past a guy in a banana suit at 8 AM and not thinking twice. It’s about watching the sunrise over the Ferris wheel while sipping cold brew with a stranger named Crystal who gave you a crystal (of course). It’s tie-dye workshops, yoga at dawn, silent discos, and surprise drag shows. It’s Soberoo tents for those in recovery and Pride parades through the campground.
The vendors went all out this year too. You could shop handmade jewelry, woven hammocks, psychedelic tapestries, vintage clothes, and every variety of bucket hat imaginable. You could get henna tattoos, chair massages, or just nap in a hammock garden. Between the art installations, chill zones, and sustainability talks, it was easy to get swept up in the weird and wonderful even if you didn’t step foot into a music tent all day.
Final Thoughts: The Roo Spirit Endures
Bonnaroo 2025 was messy. Literally. The weather didn’t play fair. Sets were canceled. Tents were wrecked. But even in the middle of all that, the spirit of the festival burned brighter than ever. Bonnaroo isn’t just a music festival, it’s a reminder that community still matters, that kindness isn’t dead, that dancing in the mud with strangers can be healing, and that sometimes the best set you’ll see isn’t even on the lineup, it’s the acoustic jam in the campground led by a guy with a ukulele and a dream.
You don’t go to Roo because it’s perfect. You go because it’s real. Even with the rain, the cost, the mud in your socks and the 4 AM porta-potty line, Bonnaroo is a special event that will endure due to its community, even with Mother Nature causing issues. Because when the lights go down and that first bass drop hits, when a stranger offers you their last granola bar, when you hear 80,000 people singing the same chorus, you remember what it’s all about and you start counting the days until next year.
