After the fiasco of the first night, the rest of the festival went
smoothly. The DJs were reasonably good and played psy-trance for the
most part. We saw some sort of folk-like music going on at one point
near the tents with the food, but there were no schedules, so I have
no idea whether or not any of the various performers that were
supposed to show up actually did. All we saw the whole time were DJs
and one live act.
The big night was plagued by serious speaker problems,
manifesting themselves repeatedly as screeching, painful, 10,000 watt,
amplified static. This was complemented by an overzealous French guy
who insisted on climbing onto the stage and energetically hassling the
live act, who were trying to peacefully usher in the new year with
marginally groovy music.
Unfortunately, no decisive action was taken on the part of the
festival staff and about 45 minutes of the last two hours of the year
2000 were spent with the music stopped and various people trying to
coax this guy gently off of the stage. Eventually he ripped his shirt
off, grabbed a microphone, yelled something in garbled French to his
rapt audience, and jumped back into the crowd.
The rest of the festival involved numerous lengthy hikes from our
tents to the festival proper which was about a twenty minute walk, a
lot of gazing at the stars because we were still sleeping during the
day, and even a touch of dancing here and there. The only truly
redeeming thing about the festival was the ability to wander around
the desert with a driving soundtrack rolling in all around you. My
final assessment was that we should have taken some good headphones
and some portable music out into the middle of the desert and avoided
all the hassle.