These absolute lunatics from @FestivalLore rolled up looking like if Monty Python, a dispensary, and a Costco beer aisle had a threesome and raised the baby on bass drops.
They knighted us on the spot, handed out horse heads and ale mugs, and somehow managed to set the tone for the entire weekend: chaotic, joyous, and drunk on both light and sound.
EDM kids always get accused of being lazy or disconnected, but honestly?
If you can commit to full armor, jousting accessories, and a group choreography of degeneracy this hard, you’re more organized than most state legislatures.
God bless America. God bless the rave knights. Long live the Order of Modelo.
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