![]() Cruising along the embankment on the north side of the hill Beacon was on, I heard the unmistakable pipes of NAO shaking Lightning stage. Her set was absolutely ethereal, after as we slid out of Beacon, we savored the leftover honey left in the air from her voice. Her tinkling laugh followed her apology for not being the typical bass-heavy act at LiB, and she explained how much she had wanted to play at this festival since she started attending. In between performing a mix of older and newer songs, she paused with the audience to reflect on the beauty and kindness that surrounded us at that very moment. It started off with a powerful spoken word and tribal dance performance, then applause rumbled as the sativa queen herself glided on stage to the thick smoke produced by the fog machines flanking the stage. At Beacon, the Do-Lab stage from Coachella, hundreds of people gathered in complete silence, cuddling up to each other in the brisk night to watch Jhene Aiko’s performance. Jhene Aiko / NAO: Let me just start by saying you haven’t LiB’ed until you’ve seen four grown men in tears over a performance. The giant disco balls twirled, spinning the lights from the stage and illuminating pinpricks of people’s faces. ![]() As 80s hits like ‘Don’t You Want Me’ came on, we danced to the house music and shouted the lyrics. All around us, festivalgoers shimmied in makeshift treehouses, dressed in full length furs and LED lingerie and fantastic hats. Pulsing house grew in our ears as we marveled at the absolutely giant disco balls hanging from the tree centered in Favela. As we crossed the bridge towards the lit up ring of tree-houses, we joined the high-five train, a LiB tradition that is often changed to the fist bump, high pinky, or occasional booty tap with a totem. On Thursday night, my friends and I wandered around the festival in ginormous fur coats, watching all the volunteers still setting up the larger stages. There were few faces without huge smiles, and no one wanted to leave after the sets ended.Ĩ0s Prom at Favela: Favela is the smaller house stage at Lightning in a Bottle, where you can count on wubs being played from noon till almost sunrise. Totems that read things like “Don’t treat people like instant noodls” and “Chico State Class of 2018” and some shaped like carrots and lollipops bobbed up and down with the infectious beat as the sun went down. For 6 hours, our crew held down the front of the crowd, chatting with Lee about pursuing our dreams and how grateful we were to his contribution to Desert Hearts and dancing the house two step – right foot, right foot, left, left and wobble side to side. People flocked to the boat ramp of Lake San Antonio for a bumping mix of funk, house, and techno. This San Diego-based touring house team started by Lee Reynolds, Porky, Marbs, and Mikey Lion threw a Lightning in a Bottle kick-off party at the Lakeside stage. Now that I’ve had a while to collect myself after the Do-Lab’s dream world – Lightning in a Bottle – arguably the best time of my life, here are my top five moments from the festival:ĭesert Hearts: If you’ve never heard of Desert Hearts before, you’re missing out.
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