Once I Remember my Name ....

then I'll get to those Bonnaroo posts.

I'm pretty burned, pretty marinated and still collating all the music I saw. Sensory overloads on that scale need a little distance before writing coherently. I left early and slept away the difference.

But by 3 on Sunday, my first-ever bout of claustrophobia set in, due to the 60,000-plus human swarm and four days minus any personal space. So don't ask me about Robert Plant/Alison Krauss - I saw them two months ago, and there's no way their Bonnaroo performance topped the April 20 Louisville show.

So stick around, there's more to come on the big show, including a the weekend's long goodbye to the teenage Melville.